As I (and everyone in the western half of Oregon) has complained endlessly for a month, the rain lasted on and on here. We were spared rain on the 4th of July, but it was touch and go for a while there. Black (the color for June) sort of suited the crabby "why the hell won't it stop raining" mood many of us have been in lately.
The challenge of black was learning to feel okay about the fact that the black in many of my pictures is not the most interesting thing in the picture. Much of the time black forms the background for what I am really interested in. This is a good example; black doors that form the canvas for a large white graffitti painting. Sometimes I found black things that I really liked (like the chickens that live around the corner) but this month involved a little stretching in terms of how the month's color is featured in the pictures.
July is red. So far, so good.