Little rays of sunshine – aka Chalkstream Water Crowfoot – to mark the Summer Solstice.
I didn’t get to Stonehenge to mark the Solstice today – even though I had good intentions. A week of poor sleep and the prospect of having to go to work after being up in the middle of the night put paid to it. When I was nudged awake at 3 a.m. and asked if I was going, I quickly and sequentially thought about the long walk through the floodlit fields ….. the crowds …….. the noise ………… the mess ……… and politely declined – whilst burying my head in the pillow back to the land of nod.
I did, however, wake just after 4.15 a.m. and – unable to go back to sleep – opened the curtains and greeted the sunrise at 4.52 (BST) , even though the sky was just as grey and murky as it had been all of the previous day. It felt good to be awake at that time though.