June 1, 2010
Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit. Dragon Boat paddles near the Potomac River. I count June 1 as the first “real” day of summer, even though the solstice doesn’t come until later and I was already sweating a couple of weeks ago. June always enters rife with the glimmering possibilities of summer. I always imagine in the late weeks of April that by July I’ll have sunlit tea parties on the banks of the Potomac and frolic on cool verandas in fluffy party ...