The Broad Appeal: It’s time to swoon for June

July. August. Two measly months. Blink twice, and they’re gone before the splotch of Dazzle Diva Pink comes off the sides of our pedicured piggy toes.

That’s the NH summer we all know, love and squeeze the sticky fruit juice out of every single year.

And even though this spring has been a lovely, temperate affair, loaded with plenty of sunshine and smiles (and

May flies and mosquitoes, of course), those two itty bitty months of our Granite State summer remind us delirious bliss is ours to squander as we see fit.

Thing is, the whole soul-pleasin’ party really starts in June.

June is the month in which we shed our winter/spring skin (often with the help of a good exfoliation brush) and BECOME our giddy, radiant, carefree selves.

June is the month we notice gardens blooming, boats cruising and weekend traffic getting pretty thick en route to Hampton, Maine and the Whites.

The cookouts commence – with neighbors, friends, family – and we’re reminded of the quaint and rare pleasure of talking to people face to face about the Red Sox, creative Jell-O mold recipes and the best trashy novels to read and ravish in hammocks and lounge chairs.

In June, it’s still all possible. All those best-laid plans, from camping trips to playing with watercolors, from ambitious home landscape projects to carving out more quality time with the kids.

It’s all possible.

June’s revving-up energy reminds us of our inner fire. Yet somehow, it soothes us, too. We experiment with new hair colors and styles. We wear sassy sandals, let our kisses linger a smidge longer on the lips of our beaus and beloveds, and catch ourselves humming Will Smith songs despite ourselves.

It’s the sixth month of this fast-paced, economy-laden year, and whether we’re 20 or 70, we’re really understanding how the time flies by, like it or not.

Right NOW is the youngest we’ll ever be again.

Right NOW is ripe with the weight and wonder of who we are and who we long to be.

Right NOW is it. For better or worse, for richer or poorer, we’re here to stay, play and rediscover the joys of sprinklers, sparklers and spitting watermelon seeds competitively.

Days are long. Nights are warm. Stars are out and waiting to be noticed. Do we see them? Have we looked up recently, just for the heck of it? Does their far-off twinkling take our breath away like it did when we were little girls, wondering what our lives would be like when we were all grown up?

It’s June. Time to emerge. Transform. BECOME. Time to let go, dive in and let ourselves giggle like we know we can.

The whole summer sprawls before us. Winter is months and months away. How many little pleasures can we find, create or bring into our lives? How silly will we allow ourselves to be? How much string can we let out and still trust our kites will soar without crashing?

Let’s find out.

Care to chime in? E-mail Lani@TheBroadAppeal.com.

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