We spent most of the day yesterday with my mother-in-law, pre-celebrating Christmas with her since she's away over the holiday. Due to an accidental lactose exposure I was unwell afterwards and for the night, with no writing happening, but I wrote some 100 words in the morning of an original Christmas story that suddenly crawled out from under the bed, wanting to be written. It's a translation, or rather retelling of a snippet written ages ago in German, and I also spend some time with thinking about what to keep and what to change, if that counts. ;)
I'm fascinated by your moon halo description! And the time of the sunrise. It's different to know about this in theory, and to hear somebody telling about it. Each time we travel north I observe how much that changes, and how much it influences the rhythm of the day. Three weeks ago in southern Denmark it was already quite a difference to here, in the south of Germany; although the larger differences I only know from July. The farthest north I've ever been was to lake Siljan in Sweden, in July, where it didn't get fully dark anymore.