The longest day and the shortest night. The beginning of summer.
Daniel says that if we lived in Fairhaven, we would celebrate with a bonfire by the ocean.
But we live in New Bedford, our house is in a relatively good neighborhood, but not on the ocean. There will be no bonfire tonight, and tomorrow is work.
Anyway, I don’t like summer.
Siberians can “throw slippers at me”*, and they will be right. Just like me. To each his own.Continue reading “June 21, the 118th day of the war, the day of the summer equinox”