“I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning.”

Today is another delight. The air is clear. The sun is bright. The wind is strong and cooling. It is 70˚, near perfection. Today the Summer Solstice, mid-summer, started at 5:13 this morning. Today is the longest day of the year which means it has the shortest night. Today we celebrate summer, a magical time.

When I was a kid, the field below my house was filled with fireflies. They lit up the night. It was like watching a light show, a haphazard show of a light here then here again then gone across the field. I used to sit on the tiny dirt hill behind the houses and watch the fireflies. The field delighted me. I believed it was magical.

When I saw Stonehenge, I had to walk the two miles from Amesbury having missed the bus. I remember standing on a bit of a hill and getting my first look at Stonehenge off in the distance. It looked grey and small surrounded on three sides by a huge field, but the closer we got, the bigger it got. The size of the monument was overwhelming. There were no barriers to the stones. I could walk the perimeter and see the patterns of the stones and imagine what was missing. I touched a stone and wondered about its history and its connection to the Summer Solstice. I always believed in the Druids. I believed it was magical.

Bonfires used to be lit to welcome Midsummer. It was believed the heat of the fires would help guarantee a good harvest. Also, it was believed that bonfires could help banish evil spirits. I remember bonfires on the beach, in the sand, in holes we’d dug. The flames lit up the night. They jumped from one dry driftwood piece to another. I remember the sky behind the beach was filled with stars. It was magical.

During the summer solstice, magic is thought to be at its strongest. Since the fireflies, I always have believed in magic this time of year. I could see it with my eyes. I could touch it. I love the Summer Solstice, the wearing of flowers and herbs to ward off evil spirits, herbs like rosemary which I always plant in the deck boxes. Coincidence? Maybe! Maybe not!

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2 Comments on ““I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning.””

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Although, today is the longest day of the year and the beginning of summer, but the summer heat here began back in May. The most number of 100° or more days was 71, set in 1980. It’s a record I don’t want to see broken this year, but we are due a rally hot simmer since the next hottest summer was 69 100° or more days in 2011.

    I like the summer solstice because I enjoy sunlight. I’m not a fan of the long nights of winter. I can’t do anything about the hours of sunlight and darkness, but I could move to Hawaii where it’s always 70° year round. 🙂 I probably couldn’t afford to live there.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      Your heat is really early. It is still only June. We don’t have our hottest weather until August when it also gets muggy. I am always glad I live near the water as we are always cooler than the North of us, sometimes even 10 degrees. We don’t usually set any sort of a record.

      You could live on the less populated, the less well-known of the islands. Those you might be able to afford. 70˚ is a perfect temperature as long as it is sunny and not windy.


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