in Alaska is awesome. The longest daylight filled 24 hours of the year. For us here in this part of Alaska it means we could potentially have over 18 hours of sunshine. I love the long long days of summer. Summer solstice also marks the beginning of the end of the long days of daylight as we begin to lose, first relatively slowly, seconds and then rapidly minutes of daylight each day from here until Winter Solstice in late December. But for today, the hours are long and one can even be lulled into believing we have all the time in the world, or at the very least a very lengthy day, to do whatever is on our agenda, including a little goofing off.
I guess Summer Solstice is sort of like our youth when we think anything is possible and that mortality belongs to everyone else but ourselves. Luckily for us mere mortals, the reality of our own eventual demise creeps into our psyche relatively slowly and stealthily. At least for the ones of us who do not experience death up close and personal at tender ages. I know for myself, that life and its possibilties, look different from the perspective of 50 years of age than it did at 20. That is not to say by any means that I am boo-hoo’ing about being a Wise Woman.
But back to what goes on here in the oft times Frozen North Land on Summer Solstice ~ you name the activity, and we Alaskans are most likely doing it, or at least giving it a good go. All day and all night. This Land of the Midnight Sun is definitely the place to be when the lights don’t ever need to go on, much less be turned out.

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Friday, June 20, 2008 at 9:26 am
c
That sounds wonderful- the long days.
Even here in Oregon, it doesn’t become fully dark until a little after ten.
It’s funny putting the girls to bed while it’s still light outside, a lot of whining goes on.
But i like your take on daylight hours being comparable to life.
i am 35, but’ve been doing so much thinking about how from here on out i can live regret/doubt/fear free. i know it won’t be 100%, but i’d like to feel freer.
Friday, June 20, 2008 at 11:55 pm
junemoon
C ~ Driving back to the Compound at 11:30′ish this evening, the sun was shining on the snow capped mountains turning the whole scene sorty of pinkish and gold. Gorgeous!!
I like your goal of living of free-er, with less doubt and fear. junemoon
Wednesday, June 25, 2008 at 9:36 am
Margie
“I guess Summer Solstice is sort of like our youth when we think anything is possible and that mortality belongs to everyone else but ourselves.”
I wonder if this explains why I always get depressed at this time of the year. Makes no sense. Everyone else is loving the start of summer, and I just want to crawl into a whole.
Or maybe, as you say, it’s looking the downward slope of life in the face. I’ve never believed you have to act your age or keep your age in mind for anything. For the past couple of years, though, seems my age won’t give me the chance to forget.
*sigh*
Wednesday, June 25, 2008 at 11:32 am
junemoon
Hi Margie and welcome to my little blog ~ I hear you about our bodies sometimes insisting that we acknowledge our accumulating years here on Earth.
August was typically my month for feeling low/sad/grief. I eventually made the connection with the month and a series of losses/transitions that had/did take place in that month. After that insight, I had more compassion for myself and my process and was able to minimize the ‘what the heck is wrong with me’ August syndrome. junemoon