Soft, quiet, sleepy June evening.
Sitting in the lull of evening after an active day of running here, there and everywhere. I have a funny story to tell you, but no energy to tell it yet.
Birds chirp their night-songs as the sun contemplates its slide toward the horizon. Here in the western Upper Peninsula near Solstice it gets dark very, very late. Even in the forest it refuses to darken completely until almost 11 p.m. (That’s because we’re so close to the Central Time Zone.)
Today is June’s full moon. Has anyone seen it? I’m never up late enough to see the dark sky these days. Although we will be next Wednesday night when we drive to the airport by 11:30 to pick up our son Christopher. He’s flying in from San Diego for nine or ten days.
The Anishinabe (Ojibway) called June’s full moon The Strawberry Moon. Last year, in the 365 day outdoor commitment, I shared the name of the Anishinabe full moon every month. It feels good to think of the moon by its ancient name. It also feels good to taste the sweet red strawberry, which has ripened early this summer.
If you haven’t read the guest blog professional photographer Scott Thomas asked me to write about last year’s outdoor adventures, please click here. It was an honor to share some thoughts and photos on his site. He helped to bring back some precious memories of that year-long experience. (Thank you so much, Scott! I so appreciate the opportunity…)
And that’s about it for tonight. You know how your eyes feel all sleepy at the end of a busy day and your energy is kind of soft and low? Time to perhaps sit a while and listen to the birds, or maybe read for a short time. Then–off to an early bed.
Goodnight, dear reader. Sleep tight, as my mama used to say.