It was 64 degrees F at 5:15 this morning of the first day of summer and the longest day of the year!
Was thrilled (and amazed) to have gotten myself going early enough to be heading to Meadowbrook Park on Rhododendron ahead of the phone weather ap’s promised 5:23 sunrise.
Did as little as possible (alas, no Pranayama!) to get out to witness the Solstice sunrise at Meadowbrook.
Sped to the park and caught the sun at the rabbit-statue bridge.
Over the bridge and around the corner looked to the north out into the prairie and saw a thin layer of mist on the ground, which enhanced the atmosphere of the sunrise.
Tried not to tarry on the path but noted spiderwort, the occasional lingering Penstemon bloom, black-eyed Susans, false sunflowers, lots of purple coneflowers in early bloom, and emerging Baptisia, with its stately white spikes of blooms that play tag-team with the Penstemon’s white flower spikes.
Got another view of the sunrise over the little bridge across Davis Creek
and a sunrise view of a handsome Baptisia spike.
But the flowers in which I was most interested on this solstice ride were the lead plant at the Freyfogle overlook.
Which, against the slings and arrows of insect attack,
were well into their micro-gaudy deep blue-violet and orange bloom.
On the bird house to the north of the overlook were perched unmoving tree swallows, and in front of them (not pictured, alas, you have to trust me), a bright yellow and back goldfinch,
that amazing stimulator of human endorphins. (At least for some humans. If you’re reading this you probably are one–try focusing on a goldfinch for a moment next time you get a chance and see what happens.)
Felt like I stood firmly and with joyful awareness on the summit of the year. Hooray! Let the summer begin!