June Reflections

Sweetpea is snacking in the other room. She just got up from laying on my stomach and purring. She does this thing where she squints and snorts when I look at her while she’s laying on me. (It was hard not to look at her because her nose was incredibly close to mine.) I take it to mean a general sense of affection towards me.

The final June morning has arrived. We had a true and usual June Gloom this year. But this last day will peak at 91 degrees. A look of what July will bring, I believe.

This month was peppered with mundane worries, debilitating anxiety, and discouragements. At this moment I can’t remember any of it. I just remember the haze of long walks, good food, and a clean safe home. I remember the final days with my sweaters before blistering heat, getting caught in the rain, and trudging into the deli for soup. It’s funny how that is.

I discovered my favorite almonds this month. Wasabi with Soy Sauce. I’ve had them for entire meals. And now that I’ve mentioned it I’m considering them for breakfast.

Alex and I got a little bored of our long walks from point A to point B, so we added an activity. Little Free Library hunting. (There’s an app!) We talk in great eagerness about what we’re hoping to find. The golden egg Little Free Library find. My list consists of inspiring children’s books, classics, and novels I’ve been wanting to read. I’ve scored a few times now. Of course, I’ll be bringing books back to continue the spirit of community.

My art has blossomed this month. The start of this blog is part of it. (Blog name coming soon! I’m working on the illustrations!) Everything is back to how it should be after a couple years of burnout. I’ve started to become protective of my work. I don’t share things with anyone, except Alex, until I feel proud of it. I also have started to trust myself. If I don’t like something I fix it or change it. I don’t let anyone talk me into enjoying it. This has improved both my work and confidence significantly.

I’m dreaming of what I’m going to create this coming month while I sit under the dazzling sun. I hope it’s lovely. I’m anxious it won’t be. But I’m always anxious. I was anxious about June and look how that turned out.