Living Like We’ve Got 100 Junes
Hey June,
I’m not ready for you yet! I had so many good intentions for May, and yet the bills are still scattered on the dining room table, because my office is still in disarray, and even the rebounder trampoline is still covered in papers I meant to get to. Get To. (Sigh)
Ah but June…
I am typing this from my back porch with the birds chirping away. The breeze is ever so slight. There’s not a cloud in the sky and I’m sitting in the shade from a giant cottonwood. My neighbor’s dogs start