I don't celebrate Father's day. I am not a father myself and my own father has been in the earth for more than ten years. I do, however celebrate the Summer Solstice. Unlike the Winter Solstice, which signals the rebirth of light in the dead of winter, This Day marks the beginning of high summer, the magical death and rebirth of the Barley King, and the first harvesting of the Bounty of Ceres (the Goddess of grain crops, whence the word cereal) if you doubt it, go someplace where alfalfa is grown; the farmers in my neighborhood are just now doing their first cutting of fodder.
This is a magical time - the light lasts long, nights are cool but short, and even those among us who have next to nothing are more comfortable. Long live summer!!
Quote of the day with a preface:
Durango (the third,not fourth) has a Father's Day event on Main Street this day called Who's Your Daddy. The Quote is from a bartender friend of mine: "Just what I need on Father's Day; a big reminder that I don't know who my father is!"
Here's to Miles Davis the father of cool. Birth of the Cool is today's music pick.
Enjoy the hell out of this summer 'cuz ya just never know...
Sorry this post is so short, but thanks for stopping in.
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