June. A month that’s not quite spring and not quite summer, the middle child, the Janet Brady of the season. June means it’s Rose Festival time in Portland, which means Tall Ships, Fleet Week, and fireworks. June means a break in my softball schedule. June means Father’s Day. June means Gay Pride Month. June means waiting for summer to start in the Pacific Northwest while the rest of the country has barbecues and fiestas.
June means a new Muxtape for you to enjoy, filled with tales of the sea, some silliness, some tunes from my youth, and plenty to help you wait for summer to arrive.