Here's to the Summer Solstice!
(or Midsommersdag in Scandinavian Minnesota)
Dad was in the garage, looking sad and wanting to visit. I picked out a breakfast tea tin from England because the tin looked old, and as soon as I picked it up, the man began to tell me stories of their travels. He was a former watch repairman and he asked me to wait while he went and found something to show me. He came back with a 4 inch tall Eiffel Tower clock. I listened to his stories for quite awhile and then went on my way with the clock and the tea tin for $1.50.
Oh, yes, the bargain. When I got home I found that the tin was still sealed and filled with the original tea, which is still really quite good. But the best part of the bargain was the trade of a few good stories--his-- for the pleasure--both mine and his-- of someone to listen to them, a sweet bargain for both of us.
It's hot, the sun's out, I'm off to a cheese festival.
How do you celebrate the longest day?