June

I watched the sun go down on June tonight--orange ball floating on a purple blue horizon. Gorgeous, shimmering, fleeting. I'd read on the patio for 90 minutes after dinner, finishing my second book for the day, MoJo keeping me company on the wicker couch. My 12006 steps around the yard followed my bike ride around the lake. At 7 this morning the air was crisp and wind minimal. Then the perfect weather signaled a "carpe diem" moment in me to move hosta, pull weeds, fertilize the earth on the south side of the yard. I trimmed the honeysuckles and spent hours (like 6) on the garden. With a good audio book (Baldacci's The Hit), time flew and I was in the zone--having a great day playing in the garden.