The Solstice Eve
Tomorrow is the solstice. Tonight is the eve — the almost-longest day. We're still on the way up. Let the long light hold you.
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Tomorrow is the solstice. Tonight is the eve — the almost-longest day. We're still on the way up. Let the long light hold you.
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Eight days from the solstice, the light is extraordinary. A borrowed afternoon — the golden kind. Go find a spot in it before five.
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June Wednesdays, people are measurably nicer. I think it's the light. Let the summer ease work on you today.
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The first Saturday of summer in the heart. Maple has claimed her sunny patch. Let the season actually land on you today.
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Late May: the peak of it. Everything doing what it waited all winter to do. Go find what's blooming. It's probably closer than you think.
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The middle of a three-day weekend is rare: nothing pulling from either direction. Be in it. Don't rush through it.
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Anticipation is a pleasant thing until we burn it all up before the thing arrives. Let today be today first.
Read More →Maple goes out with an agenda consisting entirely of: let's see what happens. There's a Saturday philosophy in there.
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You don't need an actual farmer's market to have a farmer's market Saturday. You just need the spirit: unhurried, close-up, and present.
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We're good at noticing when things are hard. We're less practiced at noticing when things are just fine. Today, let fine be enough.
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