Once again, I'm being a contrarian. I love nights...cozy winter nights, ice clear fall evenings, misty spring nights, and especially the "black sacred night" of summer, as Louis Armstrong called it in Wonderful World. I am not a big fan of being woken by a glow in the East and birds chirping when it's not even 5 o'clock in the morning! So, I'm happy to see and celebrate the Solstice. Yippee!