The longest day of the year always feels like it deserves a celebration. In years past Tom and I used to haul speakers out into the forest on the summer solstice, dancing the shortest night away and reveling in the glorious summer sunrise. One summer solstice we fell in love at the first of those parties, and on another summer solstice we got married. Since we had kids and stopped hauling speakers out into the woods we’ve kind of fell behind on celebrating the solstice though.
Tell me, do you celebrate the summer solstice? What kind of traditions or rituals do you have for the first day of summer?