Every Yule we wake to watch the sunrise. In recent years we’ve been going to Balboa Park, but this year we decided to try Bethany’s Snail Mountain. I’d been told it would be too crowded there, that everyone goes there to watch the sunrise on Yule, but it wasn’t bad at all. In fact when we arrived we were the only ones there. And the view was completely worth it.
I packed a breakfast of things I could cook in the oven really easily (bacon, hash brown patties, warmed-up muffins) which we ate in the frosty air. Bacon outdoors on cold mornings smells like camping. Lovely.
Our friends arrived and suddenly my kids who’d been so cold they wanted to leave or hide in the car were too warm to wear jackets (too bad for them, the jackets stayed on).
And then the sun rose.
And it was holy.
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