Well, isn't this the most ominous Winnie the Pooh title ever? You crack the cover expecting to find yourself at Christopher Robin's funeral.

But instead, on the way to a dinner engagement with Owl, Pooh realizes with Piglet and Eeyore that it is already dark out and that they may be late for the meal or that something might be wrong with the sun. Owl whips out books and diagrams to explain the solstices and seasons, but Pooh happily zones out the explanation, content that science has the situation under control. And really, don't we all do the same most days? (Vaxxers and Flat Earthers excluded, obviously.)

(My Pooh Project: I love Winnie the Pooh, and so does my wife. Having a daughter gave us a chance to indoctrinate her into the cult by buying and reading her every Pooh book we came across. How many is that? I’m going to count them this year by reading and reviewing one every day and seeing which month I finally run out. Track my progress here:
https://www.goodreads.com/review/list/23954351-rod-brown?ref=nav_mybooks&she... ) ( )