We have two great holidays every year:  Christmas, and the Summer Solstice.  This holiday happens to encompass Father's Day, our wedding anniversary, and an important family birthday.  As a consequence, it is a day of particular importance, celebrated by feasting and fellowship.

I hope yours has been as good.  Now comes the hard part of the year:  summer, the hungry time of old.  Still in the South, it is a time of year I look forward to only with dread.  We'll get through it, but we look toward the autumn with longing most of the time.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

The most atavistic summer solstice/ St. John's Eve I've experienced was in Innsbruck, Austria. They have a fire ceremony on the old bridge, among other things, and you get the sense that the Christian veneer remains very thin.