There are 12 and 3/4 months in the year in northwest Washington. Just now we're in the 3/4 portion of this month; the final 1/4 may or may not arrive any time soon so then it will be just a name and a figment of our imagination, a vague remembering. That 1/4 of the month is called "June" on most calendars. The 3/4 of this month is fondly (?) named "June-uary" in our region. And truly it is not an illusion. It is day after day of rain and mist and cool. I see smoke rising from the neighbors' chimneys, only an occasional brave walker on the road so covered in waterproof gear that I can't recognize them, even the birds are hiding - somewhere, I'm wearing woolen layers again.
Green, green, green - everywhere, punctuated with yellow dots of buttercups, outrageous wild glory of rhododendrons, red vines covered with berry blossoms, soft newness of spring growth on evergreens, giant ferns, skunk cabbage morphing into knee high bushes. Weeds in the gardens are having a hey day, putting down resistant roots that will make us sweat with the effort of their removal whenever - if ever - those imagined days of sunshine arrive to deliver JUNE! I'm tempted to drive across the mountains to see if folks to the east have captured the sun but snow has fallen in the passes and on the roads above 4,000 feet. We will wait till June-uary evolves into June and then the luscious fruits on the vines and in the trees, the fresh enormous veggies and flowers more glorious in their sun-kissed colors will reward us for our waiting.
Happy June-uary!
Green, green, green - everywhere, punctuated with yellow dots of buttercups, outrageous wild glory of rhododendrons, red vines covered with berry blossoms, soft newness of spring growth on evergreens, giant ferns, skunk cabbage morphing into knee high bushes. Weeds in the gardens are having a hey day, putting down resistant roots that will make us sweat with the effort of their removal whenever - if ever - those imagined days of sunshine arrive to deliver JUNE! I'm tempted to drive across the mountains to see if folks to the east have captured the sun but snow has fallen in the passes and on the roads above 4,000 feet. We will wait till June-uary evolves into June and then the luscious fruits on the vines and in the trees, the fresh enormous veggies and flowers more glorious in their sun-kissed colors will reward us for our waiting.
Happy June-uary!
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