Last week, as an afterthought, I was sent to the my state’s conference on HIV/AIDS which is held annually throughout the state. It has been a number of years since I’ve attended one and I was anxious to see what, if any, personnel changes had occurred since the last time I was present at one. The convocation was sponsored by the state-wide health department and featured a number of guest presenters from across the southeastern region of the USA.
Tomorrow, Saturday, May 5, 2018, is World Naked Gardening Day (WNGD). Observed on the first Saturday in May, annually, this is the day in which everyone is encouraged to do their gardening tasks while completely clothes-free. World Naked Gardening Day was first celebrated in 2005 and this year marks it’s 14th year. The occasion was always on an agreed date and in 2007, it was decided to keep the date on the first Saturday of May. No matter what our gardening needs are, this is as good a time as any to get things in order.
May 1, 2018. May Day. Not the parade of the military armaments available to help destroy the capitalist oppressors of the working proletariat. Those days are hopefully and permanently part of our collective past. What we are commemorating today is the joyous triumph of the flowers over the gloom and drudgery of the wintry barrenness – the delight of color and vitality over the dreary and the drab. The renewal of life after a long and cold Winter. A celebration of life itself!
I remember during primary school, we always had a May Day Celebration that always ended with us students dancing around a maypole while weaving colored streamers down the pole. There was always a faun – a mythical creature of the forest intent on creating mischief – who attempted to sabotage the maypoles by tearing down the colorful and decorative streamers.
Unfortunately, I’m unable to remember how we ever prevented the school faun from destroying our class maypole. The mischief-maker was always an upperclassman from the intermediate school (early teen years) so I can’t imagine any of us primary schoolers even offering a serious defense of our handiwork.
One memory that I am absolutely certain about are the floral headbands and bouquets that we were forced to wear. Yes, they definitely added color and a festive ambiance to our celebration, however, they also attracted bees!
Fortunately, none of us ever got stung by any of our uninvited guests and luckily none of us were allergic to bee-venom. I don’t know if it was the faun or our dancing around the maypole that made the guests behave.
To the best of my knowledge, most May Day observances have fallen by the wayside. It is a pity as they were a very non-sectarian event to celebrate the wonders of Spring that totally lacked any spiritual significance. An innocuous activity that allowed children to be themselves and simply enjoy being alive.
Today is the last day of April, 2018. The end of the first full-month of Spring, 2018. For a while, it seemed as though this month was going to be an extension of the Winter here in the Mid-Atlantic region the East Coast, USA. Then, apparently, Mother Nature read the memo stating that Winter was officially over and seasonal weather is at last appearing in our area. The powers-that-be need to work on improving their communication network.
April has come and gone. One of the shortest months of the year, it is the very shortest month of the Spring season. June is another 30-day month but as Summer arrives on June 21, it technically isn’t an entirely Spring month. What matters most, at least in my humble opinion, is that the weather becomes warmer and the daylight lasts longer. At long last, the outdoor temperatures here have finally turned pleasant. This is absolutely my time of the year!
Today is Arbor Day in the USA. Another commemoration that often brings to mind images of a person hugging tree, similar to Earth Day. It is appropriate that the two dates follow so close together during the Spring season. Arbor Day is essentially a school-based celebration for youth to focus on the importance of trees as both a resource for oxygen and as a natural resource that constantly needs replenishing. Many schools sponsor a tree-planting ceremony on this date.
There are always signs that remind us of policies and rules wherever we go. It seems that it has become a routine to remind all of us as to what is or what isn’t allowed. It should come as no major surprise to anyone reading or visiting here that Aaron, my spouse, and I have one posted on the front door of our condominium that reads identical to the one above. Aaron found it at a conference that he attended shortly after we got married in 2015.