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Midnight in July. The is sun hanging low, but continues to light the way for us as we maneuver around icebergs, some as high as 300 feet, in the icefjord at Ilullisat, Greenland. Because there are so many icebergs in the fjord, the water is a mirror. It brilliantly reflects the rich red of our little sailing vessel against a background of the white sentries, and the perfect blue sky. There are only 12 of us on this somewhat elderly ship, strangers to each other (except for my daughter), but all so glad to be here, wending our way slowly through this impossibly beautiful seascape. We huddle under blankets to keep warm. Soon our native guide scoops a small iceberg out of the water and chips off small pieces, which he places into our cups. When the vodka is poured over the ice, it hisses as tiny air bubbles, locked inside for millennia, escape into the atmosphere. Cheers!