Everything is Coming Up Roses. June belongs to the roses. Full stop. Punctuated by original photo quotes. I wish we had smell-o-vision.
Not just because they’re spilling over every fence right now and nodding in the heat like they own the place, but because they actually require something of us. Stop. Slow down. Put your face in there and breathe. Go on, do it.
I watched a carpenter bee do exactly that recently and honestly she shamed me a little. Zero hesitation, zero strategy, just total kick-ass commitment, burrowing straight into the heart of a rose like she had a standing appointment. Which she did. She’s been doing this since before we invented overthinking.
I wrote about bees and cracks in windows way back in 2008 when this blog was just born — funny how some things keep finding their way back in. Enlightenment Lite With Bees
Roses have been the flower of Venus, of love, of the whole aching heart for centuries across cultures. You know why? Because they don’t apologize for blooming extravagantly. They just do it.
And since I’m feeling extravagant, here is another photo quote or two.
But here’s what gets me. Not every rose opens on the same schedule. Some burst open early, all enthusiasm and no patience. Others take their sweet time, arriving after everything else has already peaked. Those late bloomers? Often the most extraordinary ones. They’ve been quietly gathering themselves.
Every bud is precious. Including the ones that look like they’re taking forever.
June is for noticing all of it. The full blown abundance and the tight little bud still holding its secret. The bee who knows exactly where she’s going. The sweetness that asks nothing except that you slow down long enough to actually receive it.
Everything is coming up roses. Literally but also the phrase when something turns out well, especially after a period of difficulty or uncertainty.
Here is a painful example. I lost six years of content at the blog when I migrated to WordPress but I did salvage a bunch of posts on the wayback machine like this post from 2012.
June of course marks the official summer with the summer solstice.
I hope June is sunny, warm and rosy for you.
xo,
Layla
