It might be, that here on the 49th parallel the most dramatic change season to season is not the change in temperature (although that is doubtlessly also dramatic), but the change in light.  The sun sets earlier and earlier this time of year, until, mid december, when it sets at 4:30 in the afternoon and doesn’t show itself again till 8:30 the next morning.  

“What we call night, is the time we spend facing secret reaches of space.  Turned away from our sun we see the dawning of far-flung galaxies.  We are no longer sun-blind to the star-coated universe we inhabit.”  -diane ackerman

       A night sky tells you more clearly where and when you are.  You can use the stars as a compass or the height of the moon as a clock.  Even in this city, the brightest and closest stars are visible.  Thom remembers, like maybe every kid does, lying on his back in his snow suit, blanketed and so warmed by snow, just staring staring staring.  I think we should count ourselves lucky, then, that for part of the year we get more night than most of the planet.   We are closer to its secrets and our imaginations can roam more freely.  And for more hours in each day we can simply look up if we get lost.   

-this journal
-happy belated to the best of the best: 1965 // 2009
- a sweet memory of ours, from march (we are by no means film makers - just playing with our phone)