Hello, June

June, like september, always feels like a changing of the guards in some way. It's a happy month, I think. Last week marked a closing chapter in Mr J.'s life. His last last day of school of sorts. Bittersweet, but mostly sweet with profusions of gratitude for changing this student's life or helping that student realize passing grades for the first time. Parents cried. Students cried. Mr. J did not cry. He packed up his books, and more books, and more books, and waved goodbye, ready to move on to bigger adventures. One chapter completed all on his own, no handouts. Another chapter begun, all on his own, no handouts. He'll do well there, too. And so, June begins anew.

I love June: school is officially done,  days are warmer (supposedly...oh how I wish they were hot!) but the nights are mild. Strawberries are in season. I'm fairly certain I can put away my sweaters. In June we cook outdoors most of the time. We ready ourselves for a trip in July. Father's Day is near, which I like so much more than Mother's Day, flip flops are standard, my prairie fire crabapple tree is blossoming, and the actual first day of summer greets us this month. I think we shall celebrate.