After a long winter and a wet, chilly spring, we gladly celebrated the Summer Solstice, soaking in every minute of our longest day of the year. Annie commented on one of my recent posts saying, "You seem to have jumped almost overnight from snow to midsummer..." and that really does seem to be what happened. We are ever so thankful for the changing seasons, and even though it seems impossible at times, summer does eventually come to our corner. The garden is planted; the flowers are blooming; the Littles are running barefoot, and the sun is setting even after the youngest ones have fallen asleep. Summer is here, and we welcomed its arrival by...
...finding a guinea hen nesting spot in the flower garden. Little #8 filled two buckets full of eggs. Someone will now have the fun job of "floating" the eggs making sure we only keep the fresh ones.
...painting our new porch.
...roasting marshmallows over a camp fire two nights in a row, even Jacob and Isaac, our Jersey oxen, were taken in by the mesmerizing crackling of the fire.
...reading books on the porch.
...puttering in the flower beds and trimming limbs on a tree near our flowering crab apple.
...picking wild flower bouquets.
...sipping iced tea and enjoying the last few days of my sister's visit.
...eating grilled chicken and ice cream.
How did you celebrate the Summer Solstice?