"I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June."
-L.M. MontgomeryMy first Whole30. A new level of commitment.
Grilling every night, in our backyard, a wild and fragrant cacophony of kale, romaine, basil, rosemary, dill, parsley, and mint. Fresh food that feeds my body and nourishes my soul.
Trail running every day.
Meeting new friends and reconnecting with old ones. Getting to know the wonderful couple next door.
Skipping the evening TV habit in favor of hours spent reading, writing, or taking long walks around the neighborhood, stopping to admire the flowering sage at the local community garden.
The earth around me awash in a riotous bloom of color: the rain-brightened emerald of the lodgepole pine; the cornflower of the clear blue sky; the indigo of the foothills in the twilight of dusk; and the striated white of distant peaks still capped with snow.
Days so long it seems the sun will never set over the mountains.
Days so long, and still too short to take in all the wonder and beauty.