21 December

I have been miserable all day(week/month/season) - knowing the worst of the dark nights are over has made my day :D
 
'Tis the year's midnight, and it is the day's,
Lucy's, who scarce seven hours herself unmasks;
The sun is spent, and now his flasks
Send forth light squibs, no constant rays;
The whole world's sap is sunk;
The general balm th'hydroptic earth hath drunk,
Whither, as to the bed's feet, life is shrunk,
Dead and interred. ......

Sounds like fun ..... :hehetable
 
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