The first day of July.
I started the day by saying out-loud: "Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit."
It's good luck you see. The kids at the farm taught me to start each new month by saying these words. The key is to have no other words leave your mouth before you utter the magical "rabbit, rabbit, rabbit." Doing so will guarantee good things happen throughout said new month.
Though I can't say definitively how my months that started with "rabbit, rabbit, rabbit" compare to months that started with other words, I can say that the months I have remembered to say these words I feel a certain, simple joy. Saying these words connects me to the farm, the kids, and my time there. I always chuckle that 7 years later (and not so far off from my 30th birthday) I still find it perfectly acceptable to honor this juvenile tradition.
Today, however, uttering these words connected me to the literal friend waiting for me outside my back door.
The rabbit, rabbit, rabbit that eats my garden, garden, garden.
I hope this month's chant isn't some sort of prophesy.