Monday, June 02, 2014

Early June night skies with the Roman gods and Shakespeare.

The early June skies are so stunning. The past few evenings I have enjoyed a campfire in my back yard as I am lulled into a trance just watching the night skies. The moon is cradled in the West and Jupiter is as bright as any star.

In Metamorphesis, it is stated that June was named after Juno, queen of the gods. However, today's scholars feel that June is derived from the Juniores, the lower branch of the first Roman legislature. Which ever the case, June inaugurates our summer bringing with it fireflies, corn and the hymns of the birds.

And how can we forget William Shakespeare during this month? 

When I consider every thing that grows 
Holds in perfection but a little moment,
That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows
Whereon the stars in secret influence comment; 
When I perceive that men as plants increase, 
Cheered and cheque'd even by the self-same sky, 
Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease, 
And wear their brave state out of memory; 
Then the conceit of this inconstant stay 
Sets you most rich in youth before my sight, 
Where wasteful Time debateth with Decay, 
To change your day of youth to sullied night;
And all in war with Time for love of you, 
As he takes from you, I engraft you new.

Sonnet XV

However you like it, welcome to the merry month of June.

Until tomorrow.