The seemingly eternal twilight of the midsummer night is ripe with the calls from sparrows and finches, We can hear their hurried movement among bramble and bracken. A doe is trying to draw our attention away from the kid she keep hidden. The forest path meanders down to the lake and we pass through the wood, barefoot on the pine-needle carpet.
When we reach the shore we take care not to disturb the mallard couple resting in the shadow under the willow with their ducklings. Undressed we enter the deep-blue water. In the dusk it resembles ink, and the waves we are making are calligraphed circles, made with utmost precision. When swimming at night you do it gently, slowly slipping through the water.
When we come back to our cabin the first rays of dawn already color the treetops in gold.
shortest of nights —
magpies building their nest
in willow and oak
Merril wants us to write about nature especially keeping in mind all the words that are being forgotten in these days of technology at dVerse Haibun Monday. This haibun is actually more a conglomerate of different memories from various Midsummer nights than one single event.
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June 24, 2019
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Oh–this is beautiful, Björn. I’ve never experienced anything like this.
As I said… I have probably not experienced exactly this… but every part of it is something I have experienced.
For me it’s like a movie. 🙂
Bathing with the wildlife—wonderful!
How beautiful Bjorn!
Fabulous!
It’s beautiful to be in nature without disturbing nature, a wonderful way to celebrate midsummer!
I interpret your experience of nature as church, as the feeling is spiritual as you commune with your surroundings. So humble, quiet, and beautiful.
Such a wonderful experience Bjorn. What a magical midsummer night.
Skinny dipping in moonlight, wow a most exhilirating experience. Every one should have even once
Nice write Bjorn. Have a good week
Much❤🕊❤love
Very little moonlight here… more like remaining daylight.
poetic description and words of a magnificent dalliance with nature 🙂
What a wonderful midsummer evening. Skinny dipping is wonderful. Try it some time.
Oh I have done it many times… everything in the tale I have been through… not just all at the same time.
A beautiful haibun. I can picture it, feel it.
I like the description of swimming at night, something I’ve never thought of doing before.
Lovely piece. Or peace. 🙂
What a wonderful way to spend Midsummer nights! And so beautifully told.
“calligraphed circles, made with utmost precision. When swimming at night you do it gently”
This is in perfect harmony with the surroundings.
Yes – kickin’ the panties off – check out R.E.M. Nightswimming official vidéo British version on YouTube
wonderful memories…like living a dream (K)
This wonderful to share the moment with magpies, noisy birds usually, but captured in this beautiful stillness
“The seemingly eternal twilight of the midsummer night”
Stunning image!
Exquisite writing. Love the image of water being ink.
I love how vivid your prose is, and the haiku is a gem!