Summer officially began this weekend, with the solstice on Friday. It’s funny: The summer solstice always fills me with a bittersweet joy: the happiness of the long, warm day lessened slightly by the knowledge that each day to follow is going to have a little less light than the day before. Similarly, the winter solstice evokes the complete opposite.
But as Eduardo would say, why focus on the negative? And he’s right. So here’s to the next few months of deliciously long days, walking around in shorts at night, entertaining friends in my garden, barbecues, flip flops, hanging out along the Hudson, exploring new neighborhoods, sweating, outdoor art, blueberries, heat waves and everything else that makes summer so special.