June is zipping by with the Summer Solstice only a few days away
We are indeed slipping into the future.
I have a timeline in my mind that I visualize when I think about the 20th Century. It has a “physical” structure. I think it may reflect a calendar that I saw and internalized when I was quite small. Did you ever see or use linen wall calendars or tea towels?
My mother always had one of these calendars for the current year on her northern kitchen wall. She must have used it to tell or teach me about upcoming events, the seasons, or something similar. That is the only way I could have such a strange image of how the months of the year are arranged. Mental maps can be strange things.
I have not yet found an image of the towel that is etched in my mind. The following image shows how the placement of months does not rigidly follow a standard 3 x 4 grid pattern. This might be a bit confusing to a child learning about months and seasons.
Cycles Beyond Individuals
I think solstice was a concept that I was introduced to in grammar school science class. I did not really understand the cultural significance of the Summer Solstice until much later… high school on through college.
I wrote this in 2018 for a post on this site:
Putting it all together
The thing that really ties these ramblings together is my husband and I’s 34th wedding anniversary in a few days. So many decades ago, in the ’80s, in June, in Lemmon Meadow, Mount Lemmon, Santa Catalina Mountains, AZ. Yes, we raided vintage clothing stores for our wedding regalia.
When I first got to know my husband, he was a huge Steve Miller Band fan. I’ve been thinking about time and marriage a lot lately.
He is old enough to remember linen tea towels.