
06/28/2025
June light, ripening fruit, and a single bloom riding shotgun.
What I thought I saw… and what it turned out to be. A small story about perception, grace, and letting beauty lead the way.
It’s the end of June, and the fruit’s just beginning to ripen. All around me, the season is coloring in: peaches, apples, raspberries, blackberries, blueberries. Even the garden is in full expressi…