June Arrived

Phyllis Diller from public archives

June arrived on the landscape like a child in a raucous colored dress, grinning from ear to ear. Between the gentle spring of May and the full blown summer of July, June is the playful month. All the hard work of sowing the new fields is done and the harvest has yet to arrive so she grins happily and dances on. The air is filled with music from the sweet warbling song of the robin, to the lamenting hoot of the mourning doves, to the assertive honking of the geese. The wild cacophony of life surrounds me.

Stay Wild Moon Child ~ JP