On this, the shortest day of the year here on the northern half of the planet, I offer the shortest blog post of the year in recognition of the rebirth of the year.
“Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light;
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.”
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Peace on earth, good will to all!