My drive out to the barn this past Wednesday was wonderful because the sky was clear and I could really tell that the sun is setting later than it did one month ago. Yes, I do understand that the sun isn’t really doing anything — the sun stays still and the earth lurches around in an ovoid pattern but we’re too tiny to really be able to understand that in a day-to-day sort of way. So the sun comes up and the sun stays up later, all with the intent to make us happy. And in late January, driving west, it was doing a nice job of making me happy. That’s what I love in the winter — those first sunsets that you notice 30 days past the winter solstice.