It is still St. John's Eve, though just past midnight. The night illumined by fires before the Feast of the Baptist. It was a tradition in the early days of Christendom to have a bonfire in honor of the saint who was a "burning and shining light." (John 5:35) In some places, they still do...
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... Ah! Reminds me of a play I once saw... the dialog echoes in me mind...
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"But after all, it has only been midsummer madness. Lady Iris, wouid you be good enough to ring for my wrap?"
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" Certainiy, princess!"
" And get rid of those damn cowbells!"
"May I help you, princess?"
" Thank you, Lady Iris... Goodbye, goodbye. I shall always feel a strong attachment to you all. (Let go!)"
"I can't. I'm stuck."
" Let go!"
"It's my bracelet. It's caught on you...
"Bring down the curtain!"
Yes dear readers, I shall always feel a strong attachment to you all... after all, it has only been midsummer madness!
Art: Midsummer Night's Dream by P. D. White.
