I miss having a place to put my photos, I don't miss the pressure bomb of writing a story to match. Of course it's the writing bit that gives me the most satisfaction. My friend Logan says you know you're a writer when you love it but hate it even more. (Or maybe I said that? We said it together.) It other words- not today, kiddos. LOOK AT THESE ROSES! They are all from Elmwood in June.
June is a bit of a floral cliche at this point. Peonies are your favorite flower? You want them in your bouquet in October? Yes yes yes yes yes.... Peonies ahhhh, I get it, they are beautiful.
But when facing down June, soft fluffy sweet ruffly June, that professional iciness melts into soft pink ruffly bliss for a bit. An obvious choice, but obvious choices are obvious when it comes to June. We are long past those days now and I'm missing them. (Obviously.)