I love June.
Like, major crush, totally swooning, giddy to wake up every day love June. So many of my favorite memories are wrapped up in sunshine filled, beach o'clock, summer has finally arrived June. It doesn't hurt that my birthday is in June and this year (which I will talk more about later) I am over the moon excited to turn 28.
What an amazing way to celebrate the beginning of my most favorite month: a solo trip to Stinson Beach (I can think of worse views to have while stuck in traffic on the way home) and lunch at Cowgirl Creamery in Pt. Reyes (grilled asparagus, onions, mushrooms, lettuce and herbed Fromage Blanc cheese sandwich...YUM) surrounded by flowers. One of my biggest take-aways from my time in Costa Rica comes from the 4 days I spent totally alone--Simply, I am my own friend. Solo time is something to be deeply cherished and celebrated, not fearfully shy'd away from. I have every ability (and right!) to make myself happy.
And today? Another trip to Stinson, this time with a buddy and a fish taco feast.
I love that June allows for windows open, 24/7, and excuses the smattering of sand that manages to find its way into the nooks and crannies of my apartment. I love girls in short shorts, flip flops and sundresses, boys in cozy tees rocking sunglasses. I love people looking relaxed, as if they can finally breathe deeply again. I love the smells of sunscreen, cut grass, folks grilling, pools and the sea. I love the ability to eat and drink outside because seriously, does life EVER get better than eating and drinking outside?
I love June.
I think it's because it's always felt like June kinda loves me back. My heart will forever have a soft spot for this little romance of ours...
...it's almost 28 years strong, afterall :)