If only we could stop time, I’d save this day in a clear bottle and send it to myself: a message for greyer times when light is in scarce supply.
How beautiful to think we could revisit the feeling of light, brightness and piercing awareness that summer can bring. Lazy days and long days, lovers and fairies.
We love the light for the hope it brings… DV
The picnic basket has not been created that can withstand these summer showers, and the outfit has not been sewn that can adapt to the fifteen weather zones on display every summer’s day. No matter.
We love the light for the hope it brings and the Midsummer for the calm acceptance that we evolve beyond our self-imposed limits and the promise of magic and the power it bestows to create. This longest day.
Make a wish…