I find this moment a little sad also, I guess my mom has burned this feeling in me, she hated winter and the long long dark nights. "Watch for the sun setting at the pine tree," she would say. One of life's funny oddities, as far as the sun makes it across the horizon in summer, there happens to be a large pine tree growing in that very spot on a ridge when viewed from our yard, as if a marker from mother nature. This evening I watched the sun set by the pine tree in her honor.
At ten o'clock this evening I marked the moment by taking pictures of the night sky
This is after ten p.m. the western sky
is still bright as is the north. Up north is daylight 24/7, there is no nighttime.
It's the first day of summer, everyone party! Woohoo!