JUNE : 4-5

I thought it might be a good idea to go around collecting sun where and when I could. I wanted to hold any ounce of it that I could when it made an appearance.

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JUNE : 2

What once was a velvety swirl of beaten eggs, sparkling sugar, soft white flour and melting butter transforms slowly into golden wonders in cake shaped paper houses, rising and forming and rounding all by themselves… Baking is an art.

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JUNE : 1

But I will fall asleep in June tonight, afresh in a new month… This is a summer I most certainly do not want to forget.

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I WISH IT COULD BE SUMMER EVERY DAY

“I wish it could be summer every day,
time precious and tasty in your palms
where laziness is no sin.”

This is a piece mixed with poetry, reflective writing and three very short stories.

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