|A purchased bouquet for deer insurance (see below)|
From the innocence of wearing flower crowns to the pagan Beltane celebrations, May Day traditions have always captured my imagination. Last year for Fairy Girl's Waldorf inspired class, I made a maypole and dyed strips of muslin for the ribbons. Their instructor taught us this song as they danced.
Here's a branch of snowy May, a branch the fairies gave me.
Who would like to dance today, with the branch the fairies gave me?
Dance away, dance away, holding high the branch of May,
Dance away, dance away, holding high the branch of May!
Despite sick kiddos and tulip eating deer, Fairy Girl and I were still able to sneak away early this morning to deliver flowers in the neighborhood. It's a cool day, in fact the thermometer read 40 F this morning as we picked flowers. The gusty wind made it even colder and Fairy Girl mentioned numb fingers while picking. But even though the deer had indeed stole more flowers from the yard, we were still able to harvest some. Last year the tulips hadn't even bloomed by the first of May.
|Grape hyacinth is always so cheerful|
|Pretzel did not like waiting while we picked flowers|