Here’s an easy way to celebrate the summer solstice, the longest day of the year.
1. Go outside.
2. Lay in the grass.
3. Look up at the sky.
4. Count the birds that fly by.
You can also cook out, go for a walk, or just be outside. Oh, and because I’m posting this late [I ended up going outside at sunset to have a glass of wine with my husband, and we talked for a while], it counts if you do it all tomorrow too.
Today was also officially “Hike Naked Day”. A lot of folks who thru-hike the Appalachian Trail participate, at least for part of the day. Did I take part when I hiked, you ask? Well, very briefly. You can find the story here. The short version is that I took about ten steps in the woods naked. But I was alone and thought it would be potentially sending the wrong message if someone came up to a random naked woman hiking alone in the woods, so I chose not to be naked for very long! I think if I’d been hiking with other women that day I might have been a little braver, but I’m glad I did it for just a moment, with the birds and squirrels as witnesses!
Back to laying under a tree and counting birds. I did it earlier this evening, staring at a steely sky that threatened rain. We need the rain so badly, I don’t mind that it’s been cloudy and increasingly cool on the longest day of the year.
I was rewarded with plenty of bird song – doves, mockingbirds, swallows – and several different birds flying overhead.
Here was my view:
Oh, plenty of the birds flying past were much lower and closer, but I didn’t get any shots of them.
I also enjoyed just staring up at the pine tree. This photo isn’t in black and white – it was just a dark afternoon.