a thought on summer evenings

As the summer solstice approaches, here’s part of the sleeve notes from a book recently bought:
“Every summer there are a number of nights, not many, but a number, when everything is perfect. The light, the warmth, the smells, the mist, the birdsong – the moths. Who can sleep? Who wants to? Most people do, it seems. As for me, I’m on the verge of tears from happiness, and I wander around on the island till dawn and dream and think that summer nights are our most underutilized natural resource”
Frederik Sjoberg…..”The Fly Trap”