Good solstice party this year. It seems not long since the last one, and I thought about not going, but did in the end. (Anna, several people asked about you.) The bonfire was in the field at the top of Wortroot, and it was cold enough to be very nice to have a fire out there while some of Here's to the Long Haul played.
Down in the basement, watching contra dancers, I noticed that Klypso's muzzle has turned all white.