It’s that day again.
That day where we stop losing daylight and start to (finally) gain it again.
I don’t think most of the world looks forward to this day as much as Alaskans do. After all, today in Fairbanks, Alaska, we had a mere three hours and forty-eight minutes of daylight.
The sun rose at 10:59 a.m. and set at 2:37 p.m.
In high school, I remember arriving at school in the dark and leaving school in the dark. It seemed I’d missed an entire day.
Now, as an adult, I have a bit more freedom to seek out the sunlight.
Today, I took my first ever solstice run. It was a short, unscheduled run, only 3 miles, but it felt good. I ran it fast, racing the sunset, wanting to get home and off the roads before darkness hit. Up here there are a lot of dangers other than cars out at night.
I didn’t take any pictures of today’s run, but I did of yesterday’s long run, so I’ll post those here instead. After all, what’s a solstice run without an appreciation of the beauty a low, setting sun offers to frostbitten trees?