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    In Summer We’re Reborn

    by Nina MacLaughlin Jun 07, 2019 5 minutes

    In this series on the summer solstice, which will run every Friday through June 21, Nina MacLaughlin wonders what summer’s made of.

    Max Pechstein, Frische Brise, 1921

    We start in the stars and move to the womb, which is to say water, which is to say swimming, which is the best part of summer.

    We’ll ease in. On the dawn of the summer solstice, rouse yourself from bed and head to the lawn or the field or the garden, kneel in the grass or the mulch, and with palms open, touch the grass or leaves or petals, get the damp on your hands, and put the wetness to your face. Power lives in the solstice dew—it gives youth, beauty, health, new glow. Especially true for maidens, it’s said, but all can take part. Take a dew

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