The native American's call this moon the Strawberry Moon as it coincides with the harvesting of wild strawberries and according to the boffins this moon only occurs on summer solstice once every 70 years - so, enjoy it while you can :)
As I type this, the sky pales from a clear blue to layers of peach and yellow with deep rich tangerine slash.
We did our DoG-WaLK in the clear fresh evening air. The sky was a beautiful blue with the wispiest and flimsiest of clouds. Eldest and Miss Moss alternately chased or collected a tennis ball in the gloaming light. You can see them in the middle distance enjoying the emptiness and solitude.
I tried my hardest to fill my eyes with the sky and my lungs with the air and found I also filled my heart.
Then as the warmth abated and the shades in the skies paled, we turned for home.
Summer officially begins - today the 'sun stood still'. Beautiful.
Blessings be xx