This post should really have been published on the 1st of June.
But already now we’re noticing something we probably all recognise – summer has a way of picking up the pace a little more than we might wish for. Suddenly the days feel shorter, the to-do lists a bit longer, and the time between all the things we were meant to do seems a little more limited.
And perhaps that’s exactly why this post is arriving now, a few days into June instead of exactly on schedule. Because summer out here in the archipelago rarely follows the calendar anyway.
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
– Robert Frost