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It’s the summer solstice, the longest day of the day.

Last year I spent the summer solstice visiting a telescope in the woods outside Riga:

we were inside the observatory getting a tour of the telescope at the precise moment that the astronomical summer began.

Later that evening, when I was back in my hotel room, I fired off a quick DM to Chloe, simply saying “Happy Birthday!” (it’s an easy date to remember).

She responded the next day with a curiously distant message. “Thanks Jeremy. Hope you’re well.”

And that was the last DM I ever got from Chloe.

Have you published a response to this? :

Previously on this day

8 years ago I wrote Ampersanded

The UK’s first web typography conference. It rocked.

12 years ago I wrote The final frontier

Watch the skies.

14 years ago I wrote Odeo

Thanks to an invite from Dunstan, I’ve been playing around with Odeo for the past few days. I like it. I like it a lot.

15 years ago I wrote Salva--, I mean, SpaceShipOne

There were a lot of unremarkable television shows made during the seventies and eighties. But because those were my formative years, those shows have an unwarranted prominence in my memories. Tales Of The Gold Monkey… Scarecrow And Mrs. King…