summer solstice

i want to be sure i stay awake until midnight tonight.

don’t waste a minute of the last gasps of spring.

summer begins to steal the daylight hours

as surely as heat rises.


About Sheila Morris

Sheila Morris is an essayist with humorist tendencies and a passion for photojournalism. She has published four nonfiction books including two memoirs, an essay collection and a collection of her favorite blogs from I'll Call It Like I See It. She has been blogging for seven years as her alter ego, The Red Man, her rescued Welsh terrier but now is reduced to writing as herself since the Red Man left Casa de Canterbury for good in February of 2016. She is a displaced Texan living in South Carolina with her wife Teresa Williams and their dogs Spike and Charly.
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10 Responses to summer solstice

  1. kirbappeal says:

    Love the long days too and not looking forward to that S.C. heat and humidity. Although I’d take it any day over the N.Y. snow and cold!

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  2. Luanne @ TFK says:

    Heat doesn’t rise enough, let me tell you!

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  3. So, did you make it to midnight? That’s waaaaay past bedtime at my house 😉

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  4. Sigh, the Solstice does start that long, slow slog toward darkness and cold. I don’t want to think about it. Wishing you a Merry Summer and never ending a.c.!!

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