If the calendar didn't boast the first day of summer, I would have known it anyway. We awoke to deep, heavy muggy skies and temperature. But...still we resist the air conditioning. We have had cool northern breezes all summer and the windows wide open during the night time.
The night time skies are filled with soft scented cedar and the occasional rustle of tree boughs.
I think that might be come to an end this evening as the hum of cool air will make sleeping a possibility.
Tonight Philip tells stories at the Opry and I take tickets.
Afterwards we are heading to the beach for a late night (11:00) walk to celebrate the Solstice.
When my children were home with me, we always had wonderful celebrations on the farm with fairy princesses (and princes)...stories...rose petals...and candles afloat on the pond.
Wherever you are light a candle...a sparkler...sing a song...dance by the light of the moon..or walk hand in hand on the beach.
Lou Ann Homan is a writer, teacher, and storyteller who lives in Angola, Indiana. She is available for writing seminars, storytelling, and speaking engagements. She can be contacted at firstname.lastname@example.org. You can read more at www.louannhoman.com