Saturday June 21st 2014 Tim
A little before six this morning, here where I live,
the world paused upon its axis. The argument is that sometime perhaps a
billion years ago, our planet had no tilt. Then some large astral body
bumped into our planet and caused it to wobble on its journey around our
star, and its been wobbling every since, giving us seasons and other
moments of intense anxiety.
Not a big fan of this
wobble, because every year for the past forty, or perhaps
fifty years, I have had to decide whether June 21st
represents a high point or a low point in the course of my
days here upon earth. Not an issue for many, I know.
This year I'd decided to take absolutely no notice. A
decision I have failed to follow through on.