Summer mornings at my writing desk I have to pin a blanket in the upper right-hand corner of the window (yes, I have heard of these things you call “curtains”) to block a few hours of straight-on sun. As fall and cold come on, the time frame wanes to a few months of nothing. This morning the thermometer is single digits, but I caught myself squinting against the glare for ten minutes…
C’mon, ecliptic!