By Barbara Falconer Newhall, June 21, 2014, 3:51 a.m.
It’s midsummer. Right now. Today.
Earth’s northern hemisphere is as tilted toward the sun as it ever gets, which meant it was still light and sunny at our house well past dinnertime last night.
Husband Jon likes to amaze at how far north the sun travels before it sets at midsummer. Last night it dropped from the sky just north of the Monterey pine in our neighbor’s backyard.
If you live back east, the solstice arrives 6:51 this morning. If you’re a Midwesterner, you might be awake for it at 5:51 a.m. If you’re a Californian like me, you’ll probably be nicely asleep when it happens at 3:51.
The summer solstice is always a bit of a day of mourning at our house. Jon likes to remind me that the days will now proceed to grow shorter and shorter, and before you know it, it will be winter again.
But then, of course, there’s always the winter solstice, when the days start to grow longer again.