June Considerations

Musings on the sixth month of 2025

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The sky blackens despite the sun. The air can only hold so much vapor before all that excess condenses and thickens like soup left too long on the stove. That crush of water moves like a wave across the sky, pulling a blanket over everything. Anticipation builds with the darkness; all becomes heavy beneath its weight. Thunder grumbles but does not yet shatter the sky. It hums and vibrates a warning. This time of year, it sings like a cuckoo, marking the hour with surprising regularity.