I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:
There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,
Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight
William Shakespeare, "A Midsummer-Night's Dream," Act II, Scene I.
June is the start of Meteorological Summer here in Chicagoland. Here comes the heat, the humidity and the glorious evenings of al fresco dining. Before the kids were born, VIS and I used to go golfing on the evening of the Summer Solstice, playing the last holes as the sun went down. Now, we usually just sit outside with a glass of wine to watch the sun set. Do you do anything special for Midsummer's Eve?
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