Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Old Age Day by Day May 1, 2012

May Day!  No, this is not a distress call.  When I was a child, in the dark ages, we actually danced around a May Pole, and in Virginia, there was a huge celebration for May Day, with a May Queen, skits and dances and singing from every class, and general overabundance of joyousness.  Spring had sprung, school was almost out, and the whole town turned out for the festivities.  Our younger daughter went to an all women's college, and they did the May Day thing there.  It's a lovely, gift free chance to feel exuberant for no real reason. 

Today I have my foster granddaughter, so I think we will look at our favorite plant nursery and celebrate spring that way.  She's turning into an ardent gardener, and I love that about her.  Well, I love everything, but especially her interest in flowers.  And if there is a pole, I may swing around it once or twice, just for the heck of it.

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