The summer solstice puts an extra bounce in my step.
Really, the first official day of the season doesn’t mean much in Syracuse, N.Y. It’s been warm awhile. It’s staying warm awhile. (Knock on wood.) But that’s the cynical way of thinking, and I’m no cynic when it comes to June 21.
So this year, I planned something special to mark the day in the northern hemisphere when we are tilted closest toward that sun of hours, thus resulting in the earliest sun rise and latest sunset.
(Scientific variations of which I do not wish to investigate further actually throw the sunset part off by a moment or two, but I won’t quibble. For my purposes, June 21 will do just fine, thank you.)
So I woke up in time to go out in front of my house, point east, and take a picture at the time stated on the sunrise chart, 5:25 a.m.
Good morning, sun.
After a busy Saturday, I jumped in my car and drove two short blocks over to Norwood Park, offering the clearest view to the west, to take a picture at the stated time on the sunset chart, 8:47 p.m.
Good night, sun.
That’s a lot of light that first day of summer.
To be continued today.
Sun chart graphic from Syracuse Post-Standard e-edition
What did you do your first day of summer? Do you have a good story to about your favorite sunrise? Sunset?