What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment of the promise of the earlier months, and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade.
One grateful thought is a ray of sunshine. A hundred such thoughts paint a sunrise. A thousand will rival the glaring sky at noonday - for gratitude is light against the darkness.
"I have always been fascinated
by the ocean,
to dip a limb beneath its surface
and know that I'm touching eternity,
that it goes on forever until it begins here again."