June is here. Which means the end of the school year, the start of summer, my birthday, Father’s Day, Flag Day, flower gardens, lightning bugs in the evening, and longer amounts of daylight. Normally I would be starting to think about what I have accomplished over this first half of the year. This year however, all the accomplishments are the different from what I would normally have aimed for. It is progress in a different direction. There is a John Updike poem that captures how June feels for me.
The sun is rich, And gladly pays, In golden hours, Silver days.
And long green weeks, that never end. School’s out. The time Is ours to spend.
The playground calls, the ice-cream man, And, after supper, Kick-the-can.
The live-long light Is like a dream, And freckles come Like flies to cream.