8:00 a.m….this morning following summer solstice is quintessential summer. Clear air. Gentle breeze making music in the trees. Really bright. Awake early, practices and coffee are followed by a loud calling to get out into the woods and down to the brook NOW. There have been glimmers of this urge the past few weeks to venture down in the early morning light, but never honored. Venturing now into the hush of bright filtered sun, sharing the spotlight with the daylilies and trees and boulders and rushing water and ferns is a seamless experience of walking through diamond studded landscape.
Like a million little stonehenges, each surface illuminated by the sun this morning feels like a bell ringing. The shift into summer is complete….