It’s easy in the winter to plan big.  It’s easy to think somehow those long days in June can never be overfilled.  And July — why, July has no harvest or planting, so there will be plenty of time to read a book in a hammock as well as learn something new that challenges.
 
 
It’s a very spring-like day,
    I’m standing in the field.
The winter scars of frostbite
   Have nearly all been healed.