June.

Scenes from the morning

Sleepy puppy

Rose in the garden

Basil for my tea

The pattern on my fresh new journal

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Every now and again, life takes the form of a kind of limbo. And you know, absolutely, that you are between two incredible chapters.

But there is that lull in the middle, where you sit wondering, feeling immensely out of place. And considering every possible next step. Wondering where you will end up.

When you are given the chance to do anything with your life, anything at all, the hard part isn't succeeding. It's knowing where to start, and which turns to take.

Here's to the valleys that allow us to find the depths of ourselves, and rejuvenate us for the peaks.

And here's to June, and it's quiet beauty.

And the bloom of a shiny new summer, like none ever before.

Happy June!