Harry Potter turned 33 last week. (Not the one who went to school at Hogwarts, but the one (aka Daniel Radcliffe, who was born in London and who, apropos of nothing, is still only 5 ft. 5 inches tall. This makes me feel a bit old, since Harry is eternally 8 years old to me. I had a birthday in May that was a millstone, … Continue reading Sunrise, sunset