I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June.
– L.M. Montgomery, Canadian author, from Anne of the Island
Here it is already, June. School lets out tomorrow for the summer. I’ve gone through week number three of my annual Korematsu Middle School auction bouquet donation. How did this happen? And where did spring go?
It does no good to search for an answer, especially as time hurtles forward. So, I tell myself, just enjoy the burst of color from a smaller blooming garden. I lost a lot of dahlias this season, though I don’t know if El Nino or the years of drought are to blame. I do know that a little puppy is responsible for tearing out several pots of dianthus. But one hopes there is time this summer to replant and nurture.
So here is my parade of bouquets – some for the auction winner, one for a birthday, one for a friend’s open studio (a tradition), and some for a dear friend in my mom’s group who is recovering from cancer surgery. Flowers for life.