But, as you can see, it wasn't so bad. My friend and I said our prayers to the reborn sun beside my window, an hour before heading home for the super awesome 4 day weekend. Nothing fancy, though. Not even something that resembles a basic ritus. No pictures, no fire, no incense. Just us and the rising sun, and our hymns of praise. Well, I reckon if you want to praise a physical celestial being, that's all you really need. Hail the newborn Sun! He... she... ze was spectacular.
