A week before the shortest day of the year, and the sun is barely visible over the hills to the south of Dawson City.
At this time, December 14th, the sun rises at about 11:00 and sets at 15:20, give or take. 

When it is clear, the sun long shadows and lights up the slide to the north of town. The sun is there, and yet it isn't, in our southern way of thinking. Here, on the left, Sherry stands on Seventh Avenue with the slide behind her. On the right, the sun is almost visible behind her.

We live in the shadows. We see the sunlight only on the hills around us, and only a reflection. 
And only when it is relatively clear.
It hasn't been an easy adjustment. Nor will be readjusting to the South. There is beauty in the dark.

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