Well, not quite, but at latitude 47.608013, Seattle has 16 hours of daylight at the June solstice. Between the lingering twilight and early dawn, it really doesn't get completely dark, a least not here in the city.
Everyone is a bit sleep deprived. We have a bird in the holly tree outside the open bedroom window who gets going at 4 am sharp. I love birds, all birds, although this guy (Bewicks Wren?) chirps so persistently and monotonously, he sounds like one of those electronic alarm clocks.
Enough already, guy. Hit the snooze button!
The weather is perfect this week, temperature in the mid to upper 80's, blue skies, no humidity to speak of. Everywhere I go, I hear someone complaining about the awful "heat wave." We have a huge tolerance for endless rainy grey days in Seattle, but are such wimps when it warms up.
June 20th is National Ice Cream Soda Day. I don't know if Nova and Maya have ever had such an old-fashioned thing, but it would be a big hit. You can make them easily enough at home, but in the good old days before fast food, what a treat it was to sit with your mom or grandma at the Woolworth Luncheonette counter. On your best behavior, of course.
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