I always breathe a sigh of relief when we get to May. Don’t we all do that?
We gratefully welcome the fifth month, if only in anticipation of her fairer weather. She provides a hopeful reprieve from last month. After surviving April 2021, it is a relief to flip the calendar.
May tends to be more predictable on the weather front. The temperatures warm, flowers, shrubs, and trees all bloom in earnest. Lawnmowers work overtime.
When it comes to months, May might be the closest we get to paradise here on earth. The days lengthen, sunny days generally outshine the cloudy ones, and we can finally put the windshield scrapers away.
That doesn’t mean May won’t open the old icebox once in a while. Farmers and gardeners alike keep a wary watch out for dreaded frosts. Of course, this year, April might have already damaged the fruit tree crops with her one-two punches of snow and hard freezes.
May has other things on her mind besides weather issues. May 1 is May Day, raucously celebrated around the world for various reasons that date back ages. Dancing around the Maypole is just one tradition that continues today.
Our Puritan forbearers naturally frowned on such frolicking. So, people invented more muted celebrations like May Basket Day, where folks would fill woven baskets with flowers and candy and hang them on the doors of neighbors, friends, and family.
In some countries, May Day continues as a time to celebrate the rights of workers. By month’s end, Memorial Day in the United States is a time to pause and remember those who have gone before us. An extended weekend instantly turns spring into summer.
For me, May rings in a roller coaster ride of emotions. My wife and our daughter and son, along with several friends, some now deceased, all have May birthdays.
My wife pleaded with me to get off the riding mower and drive her to the hospital so she could deliver our daughter. When I heard those first cries of life, the half-mown lawn no longer mattered.
Our son’s birth was even more dramatic. I had just arrived at school when I got the call that Neva’s water had broken. Despite some unexpected delays, we made it to the hospital on time, and I’ll never forget Dr. Roth’s exclamation as he lifted our newborn by the legs.
“She’s a boy!” Indeed, Nathan was a gift from God, the meaning of his name.
Decades later, our son visited me in the hospital on his birthday after my robotic prostate surgery. I’m pleased to say that I’ve been cancer-free ever since.
May 4 stirs hard memories of unnecessary conflict and casualties. As a Kent State University graduate the previous year, I can never forget that day.
Hispanics celebrate May 5 as Cinco de Mayo with parades, food, music, and folkloric dancing. Today’s festivals are remanences of the original celebration of the Mexican Army’s victory over the French.
This May, a total lunar eclipse will occur on Wednesday the 26th. Unfortunately, we won’t get to see the eclipse to its completion here in the east.
May means warmer days and nights, fragrances, and sounds we haven’t smelled or heard for 12 months. The month serves up summer’s appetizers.
From beginning to end, all of creation springs forth in May. May is a time to celebrate, reflect, plant, play, and rejoice in all that life offers.
Given all that we have been through in this ongoing pandemic, is it possible for us to replicate May’s commitment to life itself?
© Bruce Stambaugh 2021
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Hey Bruce, for as long as I can remember October has been my favorite month of the year and autumn my favorite season. But now that we have so many wild fires in the summer lasting into the fall my loyalties may have to change to the fresh air of May and spring.
Joel and I are also experiencing more freedom with our time. Ten of us are gathering tonight in a restaurant to celebrate Marlow’s college graduation. Unfortunately there will be no walking across the stage to receive her diploma. And on Wednesday we fly to Denver for a wedding that was postponed from last May.
Things are looking up.
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Thanks for the update, Janis. Enjoy your celebrations and stay safe.
Wonderful write-up on this month that means so much to you. I love your moon image. It has a hazy appearance … what is the reason … fire, fog, smog?
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Denise, we often have fog in the valley any time of year, especially in the morning when this photo was taken. It was right at sunrise.
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