On the eve of Midsummer’s Day, many bonfires used to be burnt all over the country. This was in praise of the sun, for the days were getting shorter and the sun appeared to be getting weaker, so people would light fires to try and strengthen the sun. Woodlands Junior School, Kent
It’s mid summers day, the longest day of the year. Certainly felt like a long one to me.
Walking back from meditation this evening there was a certain sadness in the air. Even the grazing rabbits appeared subdued and the young ones were not scampering in their customary way. Soon the nights will be drawing in and in no time it will be February again.
Happy Summer solstice all the same.
3 thoughts on “Long Day, Short Night”
I came to learn how special Midsummer’s Day in England and in other European countries is for the first time. Yakushima, where I live is such a tropical island, and we don’t feel so sad around this time, or even, we feel, or I feel somewhat relieved days are getting shorter from then on. I remember visiting the countryside in England in a summer a long time ago. Colors, lights, shades, the sky, clouds, everything were so different there. Summer seemed so fragile, but it was so beautiful.
I’ve been thinking about this too. I’m one degree north of the equator, so every day is much the same, at least in terms of light 7 to 7, no variation. I miss the constant yet subtle movement of the seasons. These things are deep inside us.
Best wishes to you all.
Walter, Many people remember you here. Thanks for your best wishes.