Summer months - June. About June - hot and desirable

In strawberry June

Summer will flow like a green sea,

The meadows will be filled with chamomile

And a seven-colored rocker

It will ring in the bottomless sky.

And the sun will look surprised

From an unfathomable height

To the world of June updated

Unique beauty.

T. Melnikova

June opens summer. In Ancient Rus', June was the fourth and then the tenth month of the year. And only in 1700 did it take its usual place. June in Slavic “cherven” is a red month. In the ancient Russian calendar they called it “svetozar”, that is, illuminated by light: for long days and short nights. People say: “In June the sun is high, but from morning to evening it is far away,” they call it “Rose-flower” for its abundance bright colors in meadows and clearings. Our ancestors also called June “izok”, which means grasshopper, because it was in this month that they chirped day and night. June was nicknamed “Strawberry” because the berries ripen: “In June they put the first berry in their mouth, and take the second one home.” The word “June” or “Juniy” itself is not Russian. It came to us from Byzantium. This month got its name in Ancient Rome in honor of ancient greek goddess fertility, love, family happiness- Juno. In June there is a lot of work in the fields: “June has arrived in many colors, there is no end to work.” In June, winter rye begins to ear, gardens fade, and mushrooms appear - boletus, aspen, and spikelet (as porcini mushrooms are called at this time). In the first month of summer, the solstice occurs when the sun wheel, having reached greatest height, begins to fall - June 29, day summer solstice when the night is shortest and the day is longest.

Proverbs of June

In June, a day is a year.

June is a hoarding month, the harvest is saved for the whole year.

In June, dawn meets dawn.

In June, each bush will let itself spend the night.

No one got tired of the red summer.

June rains are better than a golden mountain.

June warmth is sweeter than a fur coat.

June is the time of long grass and haymaking.

To weed a field is to prick with your hands, not to weed, and not to grind bread.

Mysteries of June

1. The sun is shining, the linden tree is blooming, the rye is ripening, when does this happen? (In summer.)

2. Without windows, without doors, the room is full of people. (Cucumber.)

3. It lies between the beds, green and sweet. (Cucumber.)

4. I grow from the earth - I dress the whole world. (Linen.)

5. The little kid went into the damp ground and found a blue hat. (Linen.)

6. Black in autumn, white in winter, green in spring, yellow in summer. (Niva.)

7. All cast from gold, standing on a straw. (Ear.)

8. He is golden and mustachioed, there are a hundred guys in a hundred pockets. (Ear.)

I’ll go into the warm earth, I’ll rise up to the sun like a spikelet,

Then there will be a whole family of people like me. (Grain.)

10. Yegorka stands in a red Yarmulka, and whoever passes by bows to everyone. (Mushroom.)

11. Tatyana flaunts herself in a forest clearing - a scarlet sundress, white specks. (Strawberries.)

12. The ball is white. The wind blew and the ball flew away. (Dandelion.)

13. Eh, bells, blue color,

With a tongue, but no ringing. (Bells.)

14. There are white bells on the green cord. (Lily of the valley.)

15. You can’t see yourself, but you can hear the song. (Mosquito.)

16. From branch to path, from grass to blade of grass

A spring jumps - a green back. (Grasshopper.)

Signs of June

Many insects fly towards the fire - towards the rain.

If there are a lot of ants around the anthill, the weather is good.

FLOWERING HERBS

Like rye in the fields, so all the grains also bloomed in the meadows, and when an insect swayed the grain, it was enveloped in pollen, like a golden cloud. All the herbs are blooming, and even the plantain - what a plantain grass - and it’s also covered in white beads. Crayfish necks, lungworts, all sorts of spikelets, buttons, cones on thin stems greet us. How many of them have passed while we lived for so many years, and it’s impossible to know - it seems that all the same necks, spikelets, old friends. Hello, hello again, dears!

M. Prishvin

Summer is buzzing, moving

Antennae and proboscis.

Touching, touching, touching,

They try every flower.

Summer green road

He hurries to the entrance with honey.

N. Ushakov

NOON

The sun is shining brightly,

There's warmth in the air

And wherever you look,

Everything around is light.

The meadow is colorful

Bright flowers,

Covered in gold

Dark sheets.

The forest is sleeping: not a sound.

The leaf doesn't rustle

Only a lark

There's a ringing in the air.

I. Surikov

ARIA OF INSECTS

Bees, butterflies, bugs -

We are like music icons.

Our role cannot be narrowed

To the ability to buzz.

Our music is simple

Quiets, flying away,

Flies away, becoming silent,

Returns, fluttering.

I. Brodsky

GREENFINCH

The float trembled, swayed slightly and suddenly quickly sank to the bottom. I grabbed the rod - the hook bent in an arc, the line stretched like a string. “I got hooked on a snag again,” I thought, but the next moment I felt a jerk, then the line weakened and hung over the water: the fish, escaping, went straight to the shore, into the reeds. I caught a large perch. Red-finned, striped, with a dark green tint on the sides. He seemed to me a rare beauty, the kind that are found only in deep lakes overgrown with reeds and covered with duckweed. I carefully lowered him into the cage and closed the door. In the first minutes it raged desperately in the cage, but then calmed down. The bite has begun. With each cast of the fishing line, as soon as the float was installed, the striped robber immediately grabbed the worm and was hooked. With such a bite, it was possible to fish with only one fishing rod, and I threw the second one near the reeds. But after half an hour, the school of perch apparently passed, or I caught them all, only the fish stopped biting. The float, like a small buoy, loomed calmly above the water. I lay down on the grassy bank and began to watch the cheerful awakening of the inhabitants of the lake. Near the water lily, like speed skaters on mirror ice, the swimming beetles were spinning and gliding. A blue rocker, similar to a small helicopter, smoothly descended onto the tip of the float and, after sitting for two or three minutes, rose into the air again. A snake swam towards the reeds - into the kingdom of large frogs - proudly raising its head, decorated with a yellowish crown. The sun, rising higher and higher, laid out a dazzling path on the lake water, which it was impossible to look at without narrowing your eyes. It was a joyful, sparkling morning. The fish still didn't bite. I remembered about the second fishing rod and, pulling the rod out of the grass, pulled it towards me. But the fishing line got caught on something, and I had to get to my feet. The hook was not visible, the line led into dense thickets reeds.

“Did I really throw this fishing rod so carelessly?”

I had to climb into the reeds to unhook the hook. Pulling the line a little, I pulled out... a frog! Working with her paw, she tried to free herself from the hook, but she failed. I helped my captive. She seemed beautiful to me: large, bulging eyes, dark lines outlined from head to hind legs, white, tender breast.

Go, stupid, and don't get caught again!..

The bite started again. But no more perches were caught. The float danced and ran a little to the side. It was probably taken by a track - the fish is careful and hasty. It was necessary to seize the moment to strike. It broke several times. While changing worms, I felt someone's gaze on me. I looked around - no one. But the feeling that I was not alone here did not leave me. And suddenly I noticed a frog, the same one that caught my hook. She looked at me, as they say, with all her eyes, and, apparently, was waiting for something. I guessed it, and, taking the worm off the hook, I put it right on her face. After hesitating for a second, she pawed it onto the grass, and then instantly swallowed it. That's the problem! It turns out that she has been picking up old worms that I threw off the hook for a long time. I began to share with her, and soon we became friends. Having had enough of her fill, she became completely bold and climbed into the fish tank. It was funny to watch how, hearing the splashing of fish in the cage, she stuck her muzzle through the cracks and, clinging to the slats with her paws, climbed around the cage like a monkey. Then she got tired of it and sat down on the very door to bask in the sun. The bite was good, and she often had to be disturbed to put the caught fish in the cage. She was not very willing to leave her habitual place. I nudged her with light clicks of my fingers, and sometimes even treated her rudely: there was no time to stand on ceremony. But she didn't leave. Imagine my surprise when the next day I saw her again! I had only just installed the fishing rods when she crawled out of the reeds and stared at me with her bulging eyes.

Hello, Zelenushka! - I greeted her.

How's the bite today?..

For the sake of such a meeting, I had to treat her with a fresh worm. Several dawns in a row, she and I sat together on the shore of the lake and surprisingly: I was lucky all the time. Each time I brought home a full cage of fish.

But somehow I came to the same place, set up my fishing rods, sat down comfortably by the water, and out of habit began to wait for her, looking at the reeds: my partner was about to appear. But time passed, and she still did not appear and, as luck would have it, she did not bite. I got up and parted the reeds. Greenfinch was not there. And the fishing place immediately seemed to me somehow deserted and uncomfortable. While unwinding my fishing rods, I noticed a narrow shiny strip on the lake: a grass snake was swimming. He proudly held his head above the water and fearlessly glided towards the shore. He swam to the reeds and stopped when he saw me. I waited for him to swim closer to avenge Greenfinch. But, sensing danger, I turned to the side and began to hide behind the floating grass... I never came to this place again.

G. Paushkin

June signs

Frequent fogs promise a mushroom harvest.

Frogs purr in response to rain, scream loudly in response to good weather, silent - in front of the cold.

A green rainbow means rain, a yellow rainbow means good weather, a red rainbow means heat and wind.

In the morning, bees do not fly to the fields, but sit in the hives - wait for the rain.

If the nights are warm in June, then you can expect an abundance of fruit.

Sparrows are cheerful, active, pugnacious - for good weather.

Fish jump out of the water - before the rain.

In the morning, the grass smells stronger than usual - it means rain.

The water is clearer than ever - ready for rain.

The sixth month of the year and the first summer month– June is rich in folk signs. Each June day had a certain meaning for them and was accompanied by its own traditions and rituals. Let's talk about the signs of June, for example, why a wedding in June is so significant for newlyweds, signs of the weather and a good harvest.

June was popularly called Ivan tea

June 1st Ivan the Long or Ivan the Hleborost Day

People used the weather on this day to determine whether the summer would be fruitful. “The rain brings rye to Ivan.” Precipitation on this day foreshadowed that the whole of June would be dry, and the year would yield a bountiful grain harvest. Abundant dew also indicated future fertility, and fog indicated a mushroom harvest in the forest.

June 2 - Leonty Borechnik Day

By church calendar June 2 is the day of remembrance of St. Timothy of Pskov. And people considered this day the most favorable for planting cucumbers in open ground. Therefore, the saint was nicknamed the Gardener and they said: “Timothy has come - sow the cucumbers quickly.”

The peasants tried to plant the first bed in secret from their neighbors so that they would not jinx the harvest.

The future harvest of cucumbers was determined by the number of cones on the fir trees; if by that day there were already a lot of them, then the cucumbers would also be born.

June 3 - Elena-Lnoseyka Day

This day brought with it new worries - they began to sow flax in Rus'. Rain on this day foreshadowed a “wet” autumn, and rain and hail foreshadowed powdery snow on December 3rd.

June 4 - Basilisk Day

Basilisk – mythical creature with a rooster's head, a toad's eyes and body, and a snake's tail.

They tried not to do gardening and field work on this day; it was believed that working on the Basilisk would not bring any benefit and of everything that was planted that day, only wormwood and cornflowers would grow.

On this day, the girls read fortunes on a wreath made of birch branches, lowering it into the water. If the wreath sank, it foreshadowed trouble. There was also a sign for the harvest on this day - abundant appearance Gadflies promised a harvest of cucumbers, and heavy dew promised a fertile year.

June 5 - Levon Ogorechnik, Levon Konoplyanik

Like June 2, this day was dedicated to planting cucumbers, and hemp was also sown on Levon. The future harvest of hemp was judged by the rowan color on the day of sowing; if the rowan blossoms wildly, the hemp will be tall.

June 6 - Free Tree

This is how rose hips were called in Rus', revered as a symbol of youth and beauty. According to legends, going to a rosehip bush could calm anxiety and get rid of sadness.

According to legend, a fragrant bush with pink flowers grew on the grave of a young Cossack woman who committed suicide after being violated by the village ataman. When the chieftain wanted to break off a branch from the bush, it immediately became covered with thorns and scratched him, drawing blood.

If it rained that day, the sign said that there would be a lot of mushrooms in the forest.

June 7 – Ivan - Honeydew

Honey dew was popularly called the secretion left on the grass by aphids. They were considered destructive for livestock and plants. Real dew foreshadowed a bountiful harvest.

Abundant dew - for a rich harvest

Also on this day they looked at the mountain ash; if the flowering was abundant, they expected rich oats, and if the mountain ash had not yet bloomed, this promised a long autumn.

June 8 - Karp Karpolov

Named after Saint Carp, whose feast day was celebrated on this day, it quickly became a fishing day among the people. The men went fishing, and the women exposed kitchen utensils under blooming rose hips to remove unpleasant odors. Hordes of mosquitoes on this day predicted the weather for the end of June - warm but rainy.

June 9 - Fedorin's Day

This day was marked by the silence of women and girls throughout the village. It was believed that gossip spread about Fedora would spread throughout the village. For the same reason, the hut was not swept on this day - they did not “take out the dirty linen.”

They didn’t gossip or quarrel with Fedora

June 10 - Nikita Gusyatnik

If there was no wind that day, the omen promised good harvest.

Poludnitsy are spirits that look like women. On hot days, they circled over the fields and lured men, and then tormented and deprived of male strength.

The second name of June is Midday.

On this day, pregnant women were sent to work in the fields so that the child would become as strong as a young spikelet.

June 11 - Day of Feodosia Kolosyanitsa

The earth on this day was considered heavy, pregnant with harvest, so children were forbidden to jump. Rye began to sprout in Feodosia, and boletus mushrooms appeared, their popular name is spikelets. They began to feed the cattle with bagels so that they would multiply and their offspring would be healthy and numerous.

June 12 - Snake Festival

It was believed that on this day all the reptiles would come to the snake wedding, so it was strictly forbidden to go into the forests and fields. Not a single healer could cure a snake bite during the snake festival. It was also forbidden to kill reptiles, since their numerous relatives could crawl and take revenge on the killer.

The property of driving away snakes was attributed to the marina root, so an amulet with it was often worn around the neck, and an ash amulet can deprive snakes of their strength and ability to bite.

June 13 - Eremey Raskregalnik

They finished riding on Eremey - they unharnessed the horses. If on this day the cuckoo crowed loudly and for a long time, the peasants waited for good weather. If, before the cuckoo crowed, not all the seeds were sown, a hungry year could be expected. Also, a poor harvest foreshadowed rain at the end of sowing.

You need to drop out while the cuckoo is silent

June 14 - Ustin and Khariton Day

According to popular belief, a clear sunrise this morning foretells that the rye will be thick and will have time to ripen. And a rainy morning and a gloomy dawn signify a good harvest of flax and hemp.

The girls spent Ustin's evening with their beloved guy so that they family life was happy.

June 15 - Green Loach

On this day, young families united this year were honored.

The name of the month “June” goes back to the name of the ancient Roman goddess Juno, the patroness of marriages and pregnant women. Maybe that's why wedding omen For June he predicts not only a “honeymoon” for the newlyweds, but also a “honeyed” life.

Wedding in June - to the “honey” life

June 16 - Luke Vetrennik Day

The direction of the wind that day could say a lot: the north-east promised long rains, the north-west dampness and disease, the east signified infections. Gave a favorable prognosis South wind– spring grains will quickly grow. A thunderstorm in Lukyan foreshadowed poor haymaking, and a tornado or whirlwind, on the contrary, foreshadowed clear weather in the coming days. At the same time, the rain marked a year with a good harvest of mushrooms.

On Lukyanov day it was possible to determine where to dig a well: the owners laid out frying pans on the ground, bottom up. If the pan fogs up, water is close.

June 17 – Mitrofan Navoznik

On this day, peasants fertilized the fields. On Mitroan's day they called upon the wind so that it would bring only warm rain, and they began to sow buckwheat.

June 18 - Dorotheus Day

According to signs, on this day it was worth weeding the garden - the weeds would no longer grow, but cutting your hair was forbidden, because your hair would also stop growing.

June 20 - St. Fedot's Day

If thunder was heard on Fedot, this foreshadowed long-term bad weather, and if thunder continued in the vicinity for a long enough time, there would be hail and cold.

You could swim on Fedot without fear of mermaids. According to legends, the holy guard sat by the water and cut their hair with a sickle, depriving them of their witchcraft powers.

Gallen-Kallela Akseli, Fisherman and Mermaid

June 21 - Fyodor Kolodeznik Day

Where the morning fog lay on Fedorov's day, there you can dig a well. Heavy dew on this day predicted tall flax and hemp, and a thunderstorm predicted poor haymaking.

June 22 - St. Kirill's Day

The day marked the beginning of haymaking, and strawberries began to sing in the fields.

June 23 - Signs of Timothy

On this day, it was worth paying attention to every little thing that happened to a person - any event could become a prophecy. For example, mice on the threshing floor - to hunger, wolves in the field - to the death of livestock, etc. Almost all the signs for Timothy promised troubles and misfortunes.

June 24 - Barnabas Day

On this day, unknown forces walked through the meadows, so the sign forbids tearing the grass. The rampant of evil spirits occurred at noon.

Evil spirits divided “spheres of influence” into Barnabas

June 25 - Peter Turning

On this day, they sowed the last seeds and went fishing, and then cooked fish soup. Rain on Petra promised bad haymaking, but sunny weather promised successful haymaking. From this day on, the sunny day shortened and the hottest weather began.

June 26 - Buckwheat Shark Day

On this day, in order for buckwheat to produce its glory, they cooked buckwheat porridge and treated it to the poor.

Drink milk on Akulina - Bad sign, it became “shark-like”, “mad”, as both livestock and people were overcome by clouds of insects. Hordes of midges, however, foreshadowed good weather.

June 27 - Elisha Grechkosey

Rain that day foreshadowed seven weeks of dampness. The peasants sowed buckwheat and illuminated Elisha new clothes so that it does not bring trouble.

Rain on Elisha - for rains until autumn

June 28 - Fit Day

Saint Fit is the protector of livestock from misfortunes; on this day they prayed to him so that the livestock would not get sick. The grain sown after Fit did not have time to ripen.

June 29 – Tikhon Tikhiy

On this day, the songbirds fell silent and even the Sun moved more slowly across the sky. The peasants organized cleanups - feasts for workers in the fields.

June 30 - St. Manuel's Day

A thunderstorm and a rainbow on this day foreshadowed a good harvest, and a crimson sunset meant bad weather and strong wind. Our ancestors were very observant, so the signs of the weather that they left us still work today. And their predictions are sometimes more accurate than those made by weather forecasters. I would like to believe that other signs, in particular regarding the “honey” June wedding, can also be trusted.

June- the first month of summer. People say: “May is joy, and June is happiness.” The school year ends, children go on vacation, and the time for vacations and outdoor recreation begins. June has the longest day and shortest night of the year. People also call this month “wormwood”, from the name of the dye worms that appear during this period, or “grain growth”, since nature is fragrant, trees and plants are blooming everywhere, and rye is sprouting. The first berries are ripening, mushrooms are appearing in the forest. We have received many folk signs of June that help us find out the weather for the coming days and what harvest to expect this year.

Signs about the weather in June

  • An evening rainbow in June portends good weather.
  • Red clouds before sunrise mean wind, clouds mean rain.
  • Heavy dew in June means a good harvest.
  • Frequent fogs in June promise a mushroom harvest.
  • If the nights are warm in June, expect an abundance of fruit.

Signs about nature in June

  • Late flowering of rowan - for a long autumn.
  • If a lark builds a nest in a hole, then the summer will be dry, and if it builds on a hillock, then it will be wet.
  • If the nightingale sings all night without stopping, then the next day will be windy.
  • Cranes fly high - to bad weather.
  • If there are a lot of ants around the anthill, the weather is good.

June-Hleborost. At the beginning of summer, nature awakened and now its active growth begins, which is why the month is called “Grain Growing”. The rye is earing, the gardens are filled with wildly blooming greenery. The sun rises high above the sky and begins to heat even more, the day becomes long, and the evening becomes long and warm.

June: warmth envelops the earth

Description of the nature of summer at its very best early, in June(I - II week).
Summer has come. June. Nature blooms and ripens in summer, the gardens are full of greenery, the meadows are covered with a wide trail of green grass. Heavy cumulus clouds slowly soar in the sky, like huge ships. And although the month of May at the end indulged in warm and summer-like days, the first June days often cool, sometimes rainy. There is no need to be upset, because the prolonged cloudy weather at the beginning of the month will not last long. A dry anticyclone will bring warm winds, and the sun high in the sky will provide warm and hot weather. In June, the air temperature is moderate without sudden changes and averages +15 +17° C.

Summer takes time to heat up. There are still long hot, sultry and simply warm pleasant days ahead, when the sun wakes up early and sets very slowly, allowing you to walk around to your heart's content before plunging into twilight. And now the sun is starting to get hot, hot days are coming. The greenery is in full bloom, providing edible herbs. The sky is blue and clear, with fluffy clouds floating across it from time to time. The warm air exudes the aroma of flowering.

And, suddenly, unexpectedly, it’s hot summer sun replaced by looming clouds. The sky is rapidly darkening. After all, just now there was sun, and now it has been swallowed up by a menacing darkness, advancing like a front, covering all living things in darkness. Nature is on guard, the birds are quiet, only strong gusts of wind, getting stronger each time, are ready to tear branches from the tops of trees in their path.

Thunder strikes in the first volleys, and immediately, like water from a bucket, a downpour charges. The sky is not visible, only the reflections of lightning alternate with crackling sounds of thunder. The storm subsides as suddenly as it began. The sky brightens, flashes of lightning become less frequent, and the rumbles of thunder recede. The first rays of the sun are peeking through, brightly reflected in the puddles. And again the life of the summer forest comes to life, birds chirp joyfully, animals come out of hiding. Meanwhile, in the forest, in the most hidden dark places, the first mushrooms appear.

The beginning of summer in the folk calendar

"The swallow begins the morning, and the nightingale ends the evening"

At the very onset of summer, since ancient times in Rus', a unique ritual “baptism of the cuckoo” was performed. After the complete departure of winter, cold winds and bad weather, it was necessary to appease summer nature with new plant forces, good weather and for a noble harvest. IN ancient Rus' The description of summer from the first days was like this. Early in the morning on the first Sunday of summer, Russian girls went into the forest to find orchis grass - they called it cuckoo tears, and then picked it and took it to the hut to sew outfits, each for their own cuckoo. Then the cuckoos were cuddled, meeting each other, people hugged and kissed. After all, having become related to each other, becoming closer, together they brought the bounty of summer closer to themselves.

Bread comes up in June; it’s not for nothing that the month of June was called “grain growing.” Throughout the first ten days of the month, active sowing took place in the fields, starting with the days of Falaley-Borage and Olena, June 2 and 3, from the name of which it is clear that on these days cucumbers, flax, late wheat, as well as barley and buckwheat were planted. On June 7, aphids appeared, feeding on plant juices and secreting honeydew. By June 11, ears of bread were already sprouting on Fedosya-Chariot, and by this time beans were being planted. From the earliest dawn until late sunset, people worked in the fields in order to be in time before the end of sowing, which fell in the second half of June on the day of the equinox.

Summer in Russian poetry

Summer... One of the most amazing, beautiful and vibrant times of the year. Summer nature is special and impressive. Everyone associates summer with something different: sounds, smells, sensations. These are lush meadow grasses, the aroma of wildflowers and even dusk, coolness spruce forest. All the natural splendor of summer is reflected in the works of famous Russian poets. They dedicated a huge number of romantic, exciting lines to this wonderful time.

A real hymn to awakening nature is Sergei Yesenin’s ode to a summer morning. Its summers are warm, washed with silvery dew, charming in their calm. This delightful natural idyll is scattered every day with the onset of day into fragments of everyday worries, only to be reborn the next morning.

Dozed off golden stars,
The mirror of the backwater trembled,
The light is dawning on the river backwaters
And blushes the sky grid.

The sleepy birch trees smiled,
Silk braids were disheveled.
rustling green earrings,
And the silver dews burn.

The fence is overgrown with nettles
Dressed in bright mother of pearl
And, swaying, whispers playfully:
"Good morning!"

Afanasy Fet in his work deeply describes nature in the summer, in particular, the lines of the poem “I came to you with greetings...” evoke an association with the maturity of feelings and relationships. The allegorical nature of the lines conveys the special poignancy of life and semantic fullness through romantic feelings, lightness of being and an aura of carelessness.

I came to you with greetings,
Tell me that the sun has risen
What is it with hot light
The sheets began to flutter;

Tell me that the forest has woken up,
All woke up, every branch,
Every bird was startled
And full of thirst in spring;

Tell me that with the same passion,
Like yesterday, I came again,
That the soul is still the same happiness
And I’m ready to serve you;

Tell me that from everywhere
It blows over me with joy,
That I don’t know myself that I will
Sing - but only the song is ripening.

Summer can be different. Everyone sees it in their own way, sometimes experiencing mixed and contradictory, but invariably strong feelings.

June: the sun is turning

Description summer nature June (III - IV week).
Lilacs continue to bloom, the smell of fresh grass spreads throughout the districts. Summer nature fills the air with herbal incense. Now the poplar has already dissolved the fluff in its seeds, just to wait for the light gusts of wind that carry new life around the area. In the forest, in the stands and ponds, the smell of spices spreads, no longer floral, but sweet herbal.

The greens are ripening with all their might, and the strawberries have already sprouted by the end of the month. And the blueberries are already keeping up with them, just have time to pick them. In the morning hours you can hear the cry of swallows, during the day frogs croak in ponds, and the evening ends with the lullaby of a nightingale. This time describes summer nature as the most fertile warm time of the year for working in the fields, evening walks and night gatherings around the fire.

A white blizzard sweeps through the park alleys with a light wind. poplar fluff, a kind of winter in fluffy warm snow. The clearings are covered with the white heads of a horde of dandelions, as if hundreds of little astronauts have landed on earth. Any moment now the wind, swaying the dandelions from side to side, will pick the seeds in the parachutes and carry them away. The squeak of chicks can be heard coming from the treetops; the parents barely have time to feed the voracious maturing chicks. The young grow quickly; before you even notice, they will jump out of the nest and fly off once or twice.

The second half of the month in the folk calendar

“The sun from Peter’s turn softens the course, the month is coming for profit”

The most flowers bloom in June different plants, medicinal herbs, Ivan-da-Marya rises, plantains and buttercups are at every step, Ivan-Chai is smoothed by the warm winds. Forest edges scatter in juicy spots of berries. You can collect a lot in the forest ripe strawberries, and a little later on the bushes higher up the wild strawberries will turn red.

The day of June 25th is coming - the solstice point. From this time on, the sun turns towards shorter days. Now in the mornings, cold dew covers the grass low above the ground. This natural water can be drunk because it is very clean, collected from settled air vapor; summer dew does not contain salt deposits. At the end of June, on the 29th, Tikhon arrives, and, indeed, the sun shortens its course, yes, and the birds subside. The sun slowly, with unhurried steps, hovers in the sky. Only in the shadow of the shelter deciduous trees there is salvation from the incandescent rays growing in power. Summer turns into hot July.

Summer in Russian painting

Russian artists convey the picture of the summer landscape in a very colorful and varied way. Here you can see majestic green trees, an eared field, and an extraordinary turquoise sky with light, delicate white clouds.


(Painting by B.V. Shcherbakov “June in the Moscow Region”)

The description of summer nature is unusually colorfully presented in the painting by B.V. Shcherbakov “June in the Moscow Region,” which depicts the real greenery of the forest. From the front right corner into the depths of the picture, meandering along the laid bed, lies the smooth surface of the river. On both sides there are powerful trees, it looks like they are pine trees mixed with deciduous trees. On the right, almost by the river, a slender birch tree stands alone. In the foreground on the left are stacks of harvested hay. Upper part The painting is occupied by a clear sky, in which only fluffy white clouds are visible.

There are only 4 months in a year, 30 days long. June, the first month of the long-awaited summer, is one of them. The longest day of the year with the shortest night, the summer solstice falls on June 21st. Where did the name of the month June come from? And again we plunge into the depths of centuries. It used to be considered lucky to get married in June. And the Roman goddess Juno, after whom the month of June may have been named, patronized marriage and family life.

The Roman poet Ovid suggested that June was named after the first Roman consul, Lucius Junius Brutus.

There is another version of the name of the month, according to which the word “junior” means “young”, “younger”. June was also called isok. Izok is a grasshopper, and there are a lot of them in June.

And among the people, June is called grain growth, multi-colored, hoarding, light, milky, ant.

Signs of June:

If there are warm nights in June, this means an abundance of fruits.
Frequent fogs in June mean there will be a lot of mushrooms.
If the woodlice blooms in the morning and remains open all day, it means the weather will be good.
If bees buzz in a swarm on a blooming rowan tree, tomorrow will be a clear day.
Honeysuckle smells good - for rain.

Sayings about June:

In June, a day is a year.
In June there is little food and life is fun: flowers bloom, nightingales sing.
In June dawn meets dawn.
In June, each bush will let itself spend the night.
In June, the first berry is placed in the mouth, and the second is carried home.
In June there is a holiday in the forest: pine and spruce bloom.
Spends June at work, discourages dancing.
June has come - don't care about fishing.

June Holidays: June, however, like any other month, is rich in dates.

June 1st One of the oldest international holidays is celebrated - International Children's Day. It was founded in Geneva in 1925 at the World Conference on the Welfare of Children. This holiday is important for all parents. Just wondering, do any of you congratulate your children?

June 5- World Day environment. This day once again reminds all inhabitants of our planet that we must take nature into account. After all, our life depends on the environment. And precisely in last years we began to feel the impact of ecology.

A significant place among the dates is occupied by Pushkin Day, which is celebrated June 6. This holiday became official in 1997, when the president signed a corresponding decree. I am sure there is not a single person who does not know this name, the name of the greatest playwright, poet A.S. Pushkin, whose name has entered the history of Russia in golden letters. Alexander Sergeevich raised a simple Russian word, made the Russian language perfect and brought it global significance. Even during Pushkin’s life, Gogol said about him: “Pushkin is an extraordinary phenomenon and, perhaps, the only manifestation of the Russian spirit: this is the Russian man in his development, in which he may appear in 200 years.”

On June 11, St. Isaac's Cathedral was consecrated. The most beautiful building of Auguste Ricard de Montferrand, without which we can no longer imagine the appearance of St. Petersburg. The history of St. Isaac's Cathedral, an outstanding architectural monument, is interesting and unusual. Peter the Great began to build it, and Nicholas 1 finished it. The cathedral took 40 years to build, its height is 101 meters, its weight is 114 tons. 112 monolithic columns surround St. Isaac's Cathedral. The interior decoration includes numerous works of painting, mosaics, sculpture, in total more than 150 works of monumental painting. Among them are works by such recognized and outstanding painters as Vasily Shebuev, Fyodor Bruni, Karl Bryullov.

There is one holiday in June, a red date on the calendar, 12 June- Russia Day. It has been celebrated annually since 1992 and is not a working day. Hooray.

June 13 construction began on the great Siberian route - the Trans-Siberian railway. This is one of the largest railway lines on the entire planet - 9300 kilometers! This highway connects Far East With European part Russia.

22nd of June the saddest date in the history of our country. On this day, or rather morning, on Soviet Union Nazi troops attacked. On June 22, 1941, the bloodiest war began, which lasted 1,418 days. And all these long days and nights, the entire people gave all their strength to defend the very existence of our state. The victory came at a high price. More than 20 million dead, more than a hundred cities destroyed but unconquered. Thousands of villages lying in ruins. Every year, on June 22, we remember those terrible years of war, deprivation and devastation.

A June 24, 1945 The first Victory Parade took place in Moscow. And this is also a memorable and significant date in our history. Despite everything, we were able to win an unconditional victory. And in order to consolidate the Victory, it was decided to hold a Victory Parade on Red Square. On that day, June 24, 1945, the winners of fascism were honored in Moscow. At first Stalin himself wanted to host the parade, but last days refused this because he had poor preparation. And he instructed Marshal Zhukov to host the Victory Parade. And the parade was commanded by Marshal Rokossovsky. Approximately 40,000 people took part in that parade. An interesting fact is that those walking in columns clung to each other with their little fingers in order not to lose step and keep the line. A special platform was built on Red Square, onto which they threw 200 captured German banners. After the parade, they were burned, as well as the gloves in which the standard bearers threw German trophies.

These are the holidays in June.

And here are some wonderful poets who wrote poems about summer:

Alexander Pushkin

Oh, summer is red! I would love you
If only it weren't for the heat, the dust, the mosquitoes, and the flies.
You, ruining all your spiritual abilities,
You torture us; like the fields we suffer from drought;
Just to get something to drink and refresh yourself -
We have no other thought, and it’s a pity for the old woman,
And, having seen her off with pancakes and wine,
We are celebrating her funeral with ice cream and ice.

Nikolay Nekrasov

(From the poem “Peasant Children”)

Wow, it’s hot!.. We were picking mushrooms until noon.
They came out of the forest - just towards
A blue ribbon, winding, long,
Meadow river: they jumped off in a crowd,
And brown heads above the desert river,
What porcini mushrooms in a forest clearing!
The river resounded with both laughter and howling:
Here a fight is not a fight, a game is not a game...
And the sun beats down on them with the midday heat.
Home, kids! it's time for lunch.
We're back. Everyone has a basket full,
And how many stories! Got caught with a scythe
We caught a hedgehog and got a little lost
And they saw a wolf... oh, what a scary one!

Samuel Marshak

June has arrived.
"June! June!" -
Birds are chirping in the garden.
Just blow on a dandelion -
And it will all fly apart.

Boris Zakhoder

It's all winter...
Where is summer?
Animals, birds!
Waiting for an answer!

Summer, -
The swallow thinks -
Arriving very soon.
Summer needs to hurry,
And it flies like a bird!

Is it arriving? -
The Mole snorted. -
It's crawling underground!
You say
Summer is coming soon?
I don't hope so!

Toptygin grumbled:
- Summer
Sleeping in his den
Somewhere...

The horse neighed:
-Where is the carriage?
I'm now
I'll deliver summer!

Summer, -
The hares told me, -
He gets on the train at the station,
Because maybe it's summer
Ride like a hare -
Without a ticket!

Fedor Tyutchev

Already a hot ball of the sun
The earth rolled off its head,
And peaceful evening fire
The sea wave swallowed me up.

The bright stars have already risen
And gravitating over us
The vault of heaven has been lifted
With your wet heads.

The river of air is fuller
Flows between heaven and earth,
The chest breathes easier and more freely,
Freed from the heat.

And a sweet thrill, like a stream,
Nature ran through my veins,
How hot are her legs?
The spring waters have touched.

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