It’s May 1st, May Day, Beltane, the first day of summer by the Celtic calendar reckoning. Most years, it seems appropriately timed. This year, however, we’re a bit behind, seasonally speaking. The ice appears to be gone, although one or two seeps on the hillside have yet to thaw fully, but it’s still around, especially under ground. Michelle has seedlings ready to go into outdoor raised beds, but the temperatures, as balmy as they are by comparison, continue to hover close to the danger zone.
I’m worried that the season won’t last. Here on the first day, it seems half gone before it can even be said to fully arrive. Time presses on me, as Aly prepares to begin her college career. Continue reading
