The Solstice and the King of Swords

My first tarot spread envisions the year ahead

The Solstice in Seattle is dark.

Here, at the far end of fall and the beginning of winter, the daytime skies are resigned to the grey they’ll wear for most of the next season and beyond. The wan sunlight fades to velvet black before the hour on the clock can even properly be called evening.

I’ve lived here all my life and so the winter months don’t bothe…