Whether we watch the moon change shape, notice the length of a shadow, look at a numbered grid or remove clothespins from a line (a countdown to Christmas I remember from childhood), each of us observes the movement of time.
Winter solstice is a “hump day” for me. Even though the coldest weather is yet to come, long winter nights begin to shorten as daylight arrives a minute or so earlier.
Another hump day comes at the end of January when the tips of crocus leaves break through the ground. (Years ago I planted the super early variety by the front door.) Last year I missed it. By the time the unusually deep snow disappeared, the crocus leaves were two inches tall!
Happy Solstice. Wishing you a joyous celebration of the season.