If you follow me on Instagram, you know that I love taking pictures of the tops of trees touching the sky. Especially at dusk as the moon rises. It might be my favorite time of day. Maybe because I was born at night.
It’s also summer solstice. The longest day of the year and the first day of summer! The first time that the two have coincided since 1967, the Summer of Love. Back then it was a time filled with chaos and change.
Based on the horrific and tragic event last week at Pulse and the looming Democratic and Republican conventions, it looks like we might be in for another long hot summer. I hope that as a nation we can do better than 1967 — heal and move towards light and love.