We drove down the coast on Sunday evening, hoping for a cooler walk after another warm day. Also, our evening walks are about quietness. We want to get to the beach when most other people have gone home, which is making these midsummer walks happen later and later in the day. But that’s okay. And Sunday night didn’t disappoint. We followed our usual route: through the woods, enjoying the dense, lush green; across the grassland that’s now scattered with wildflowers, with bursts of purple and pink; along the top of the dunes, winding along the sandy paths, which Bracken (strolling along the beach above) and Harris (below) always enjoy; and then down onto this wide expanse of sand.
I can’t recall when we started marking the summer solstice with a coastal walk – it was a few years back anyway. It always feels like a day to celebrate, if a bittersweet one to me (as I mentioned in my previous post) as while June 21 is the longest day, it’s also the turning point after which our days creep shorter again. If I had to split the year into seasons by hopefulness, the point between the clocks changing towards the end of March and the solstice is, for me, the hopeful time.
How did we get to the summer solstice already? It’s a bittersweet date: the start of summer and the longest day of the year, but I can never shake the awareness that the days will creep shorter from now on. I know, that’s a bit of a ‘glass half empty’ mentality, right? Which isn’t me! But that’s just the reality of the solstice, although thankfully it’ll be weeks before we can really feel the days shift. So we make the most of these evenings and don’t ever take them for granted, knowing that these long, long days are always too brief.
It’s a cliché to say, these weeks are flying past… but they really are. We’re racing towards the longest day of the year far too quickly for my liking, and as much as I’m looking forwards to the seasonal shift of cooler days, just… not yet. I want to hang on to every minute of daylight that we have. Every single minute.
When I was thinking about how this blog was changing – away from design to more personal posts about coastal living and some of our favourite places to explore and walk – I wasn’t sure how to integrate design into this format. Would it jar? Possibly. But some design led posts still feel like they fit here, and particularly when you combine contemporary architecture with a sustainable ethos and a striking coastal location, as with Majamaja, which is situated just outside Helsinki.