Lingering Light

One of the things I loved the most about studying at a university on Scotland’s beautiful northern coastline, was having long, long summer days. During May, the month we finished up classes and sat our exams, the sun would hang around in the sky until after 10 p.m. The light lingered long after the coffee shops…

celebrating the light. (on the summer solstice)

I don’t come from a family or even a country that typically celebrates the summer solstice. My guess is it might have been viewed as a slightly dodgy hippy pagan festival (the hippy part being ok, the pagan not so much). My summers as a child are a beautiful memory, tinged slightly pink-orange, which I…