Midsummer Atmosphere in Latgale 2011

The magic of Midsummer, one way or another, is always associated with being out in nature, in the countryside, far from the city's bustle, noise, and rush. Walking along a gravelled white country road, you finally raise your eyes to the blue-white skies, hear the trilling of birds, breathe in deeply the sweet scent of meadow flowers, and feel that alongside your body, your soul too is at rest.

The Sun's daughter, a young maiden,
Let us weave ourselves a wreath;
Yours was of golden leaves,
Mine of silver branches.

The sun wanders, the bee wanders
Through the great open field,
The sun there drying the hay,
The bee there gathering the blooms.