Epilogues: June 2018
The strawberry moon has hopped back into its hidey hole. The Jurassic Park/World/Money franchise has handed over its latest. The magical month of June has jaunted off for another year.
The strawberry moon has hopped back into its hidey hole. The Jurassic Park/World/Money franchise has handed over its latest. The magical month of June has jaunted off for another year.
Oh, frisky feisty January. You are longer than your 31 days, starting with fireworks and ending with “finally!” You are the time for cold crunch under our feet and Christmas leftovers gone crusty. You are the month of few holidays and generally muted merriment. But those who live among cats have all the frisk and […]
There are songs about winter, spring and fall. But there are songs about summer. And that’s no coincidence.
June is arguably the best of months. It has the Strawberry Moon. It has the promise that you will always be a bride. It has Wonder Woman.*
April, sweet April, T.S. Eliot had you all wrong. You’re not the cruellest month. You’re not trying to show us fear in a handful of dust.