Summer solstice is always bittersweet for me... love the long days of summer: green gardens, flowers, wearing capris and grilling every dinner. But, as the turning point of the year, I'm aware that NOW the days will begin to get shorter, in preparation for fall and then the dreaded winter...
Really, shouldn't the days of February be acknowledged as the longest?
On a happier note, I've completed my summer syllabus and will start working on fall's tomorrow. And my bead table is set up in the living room, ready to go with new "work".
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