Midsummer Delights

When the eves of lightness stand long and fair in the Swedish summer it is a good time to be alive. As introspective and melancholic as the Swedish species can be in the darkness of November these characters opens up to the light as a sun-thirsty flower craving some D-vitamins. And before you know it, it is an absolutely bearable lightness of being all around.

What kicks off this metamorphosis can normally be located at the base of the maypole. It is something about picking those wild flowers of gentle colours, alluring fragrances and petal fragility, it is something about the plumpness of the strawberries from the local strawberry farmer, it is something about the singing, the playing of old folklorish songs that continues to be passed down from generation to generation, it is something about the promise of summer delights, the magic of lightness, the shades of blue as the sky very slowly changes its ever-present glory of summer nights. It is something of about the feeling that it gives meaning and adds to the sum of who you are, a sense of belonging, a sense of a precious gift of beauty and a time when nature and humans celebrate unanimously the sense of possibilities in the circle of life, when we know that it won’t last forever, therefore embrace the moment and saviour the sweetness of the here and now.

So join the spirit, raise your glasses, dip that herring, clear your throats, sing from the heart, smile at the summer night, dance like the true hedonist we all are at heart and embrace life to the fullest on these long long days and light light nights of midsummer delights.