June 1. Where does the time go? I've been reading various blogs and feeling more and more wary of the confessional,the shopping hint, the understated observations. You know, the endless rhapsodies about light coming through leaves, the warmth of a child's embrace and the beauty of ripe....nectarines....tomatoes.......oh you fill in the blanks. Sometimes content is really hard to come by. Don't I know it.