The Winter Solstice. Not only the shortest day of the year, but also the traditional time when the majority of wine and beer made during the fall was finally fermented and ready for drinking. The reversal of the Sun’s ebbing presence also symbolized a new beginning, the rebirth of the sun gods.
In honor of the Winter Solstice, I hosted a Bruce’s Buddies Supper Social. And with the eminent Mayan Apocalypse fast approaching, I suggested a white-elephant gift exchange. Kelly [happily] ended up with a box of Nerds.