Today it was 32 degrees. Go ahead and laugh. But if I listen to music, my desk will catch fire from the amplifier overheating.
Tomorrow night is the Latvian national holiday Līgo. Its hallmarks are men named Jānis, girls named Līga, and jumping over a bonfire. Then come beer, cheese, and the search for a fern flower. But above all, there is the obligatory rain. Dad says there was none during the Soviet era and that it started after independence. It is as if nature is hinting to the once-fraternal peoples that quarrelling is not good. And Līgo really does bring us together. Unlike hockey.
Līgo
2006-06-23