Summer solstice

Last week we had a fire in our backyard celebrating the summer solstice, which roughly corresponds to the swedish holiday of midsommarafton. We sat around and drunk some applejack and mead, and enjoyed the evening. The occasion was made even nicer by a surprise visit by a local boy that came in from the next door park and played a few oldtime songs on his banjo. While definitely one of the most sober solstices I have experienced (I drank the equivalent one beer and went to bed before 11), it was one of the nicer ones.