And just like that, it’s June.

Winter is here in darkened mornings, icy air (don’t let the sunshine fool you), emptied bottles of gluhwein and cats more interested in cuddling than they were a month ago.

We speak often about how challenging this year has been, and how it’s not over yet, and promise (to ourselves and to each other) that it will be over soon.

In refuge around the fireplace, as far away from outside as possible and knowing that it’s only June, I can’t help comparing life and season.