I don't know why but to Me, June is the beginning of summer. For some it's May and if you go by the calendar it's not until June 21st. But June has always meant the beginning of summer to me.
Tuesday night, I tried to weed the flower bed and that lasted all but 5 minutes. Instead she and I ended up on the 4 wheeler. Then Chris came over to help Daddy work on the Jeep and she made him take her for a ride.