According to Moonalice legend, the festival of Midsummer on June 24 resulted from a mistake. More than a thousand years ago, the tribe flirted with sun worship, henges, and the like. They spent generations wearing funny hats and figuring out basic astronomy, before experiencing an epidemic of blindness. Whether the blindness was due to staring at the sun or solo forms of entertainment is not clear, but the tribal elders realized that they had to find an alternative to sun worship. They declared that the sun was too round to be worthy of worship, and suggested fire as a more suitable alternative. Fire's unique role in tribal hemp ceremonies made it a logical target of worship, and for the most part it was easy on the eyes. The challenge was to persuade the tribe to switch. The great Chief Jellidonut Moonalice came up with a solution, they would convert all the sun worship festivals to fire festivals, starting with the Summer Solstice. He declared that it would become the festival of Midsummer. Unfortunately, Chief Jellidonut had been blinded by years of solo worship and could find neither the sun in the sky nor the Solstice on a calendar. He waved his arms towards the sky and then pointed at a date he thought might be the Solstice. He missed by only three days. The tribe could easily have corrected him, but chose not to. There is nothing that Moonalice likes better than a party, and two is always better than one.