In Nod, we have two seasons: Winter and June
We went from 29° to 95° in just over a week's time.
June has arrived as impetuously as a spoiled child.
But she is, after all, June: The adolescent youth of Summer...mischievous, unpredictable, and oh so winsome and cunning.
And so now it is time to attend to the joys of June:
The riot of blooms that seemingly appear overnight - old friends well welcomed after a long winter's absence...
Unexpected visits as though June put out her own welcome sign...
The chorus of frogs orchestrated by Mother Nature each evening at nightfall...weather permitting...
The fog that settles over the low lands in the late humid evenings...
Paths and walkways wrapped in verdure...
Do not grow up too quickly June!
