White Nights

I love this time of year. The long days of summer mean more sunlit hours to spend outside, or at least looking wistfully outside from my office window. And for me, more light means more energy … and time … to get stuff done.

A few years ago I went to Russia, arriving in St. Petersburg on June 21^st, which is, of course, the longest day of the year.

I was fortunate to experience the phenomenon they call White Nights without having to experience the opposite, winter solstice. I’ll never forget riding through the beautiful city on a river boat at 11:00 at night with the sun shining bright.

What I remember most, however, is that I had so much energy. It was the middle of the night and I had zero desire to go to sleep. I imagine that would catch up with you at some point, but for the three days I spent in St. Petersburg sleep seemed like a completely unnecessary nuisance.