Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit. A new month starts, a month of graduations, reunions, and strawberry festivals. “Moons and Junes and Ferris Wheels”. The start of any new month is full of hopes and dreams, and somehow, that seems more so for June than for other months.

I’ll be heading out to my thirty-fifth college reunion this year. Reunions are complicated for most people, and perhaps more so for me. I’m wondering if I’ll find time to make some strawberry jelly. It is a good thing to do in June and our supply of homemade jams and jellies is going fast.

My word for right now is liminal. It captures the feeling of June, after graduation, but before crossing the next threshold, heading off to college, starting a new job, or whatever the next threshold is.

Where is my writing taking me?