“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods

There is a rapture on the lonely shore

There is society, where none intrudes

By the deep sea and music in its roar

I love not man the less

but nature more.

-Lord Bryon

Sweet Solstice!  The nectar of summer absorbed by all of the senses…

The layers of myriad greens, the sensuous breeze, the fragrances of pine and honeysuckle and wild roses, the raven song, the textures of grass under bare legs…. these small yet large, simple yet complex pleasures feed my soul.

Happy Summer, Happy Solstice, Happy Long Languid Days!!