For some reason the first summer month went by so fast, even faster then spring did. I remember the rapseed fields and then suddenly they were gone or how the poppy was blooming and now the blossom turned into poppy seeds.
When I passed by people while I was riding my bike I could see how much they needed the sun. Theses first rays, the first summer breeze. They walked in the park with happy faces and light feet. They sat on blankets and read books. It suddenly was all in a new light.
And now summer is here and I want to enjoy it to it’s fullest. I want to cool down in cold water and I want to pick every berry, every cherry that catches my eye. I want to get surprised by the sweet scent of roses while working in the garden and I want to taste all the fresh herbs and salads that grow there. It looks like it became a little tradition to do this weekend getaway to my dads garden. Picking his cherries and driving many hours right next to golden fields on our bikes.
a little video about my June: