As we pass through the summer solstice on the farm, I remind myself to rest. This time of year, everything moves at the speed of light and workdays can extend into what I would consider night in the winter months. I’m exhibiting all of the summer solstice symptoms; sunburn, tenderness in the soles of the feet, aching in the lower back, and a general bedraggled feeling in my mind, body, and spirit. It warrants a day of rest, or pseudo-rest I guess because I still went about the domestic tasks which tend to be ignored when the farm takes center stage. However, I took the time to reset, smell the wildflowers, and snuggle with Rufus on the couch. I went to bed before darkness fully fell, and it felt incredibly restorative.