I was walking the seaside route home with Roan asleep in the pram this evening. It was dark and quiet, but for the sea, which made sounds agains the stone wall like a monster swallowing. Then I saw a lady step out of the foam onto the rocks. When I looked again, it was only the crashing waves.
I had a feeling. When we got home, I looked it up. Turns out
today--not the 21st--is the winter solstice.
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