On Wednesday, we saw the longest day of the year.
Or, rather, the day with the most hours of daylight. Every day is 24 hours long.
On a cloudless, warm day that marked the beginning of summer, the best place to say goodbye to the setting sun and the blue and orange sky was by the river. I could have stood there and watched until the blue grew darker, until the sky filled with countless points of distant light.
If not for the bugs. Those pesky, biting, summer bugs.