We have been rambling all of the night,
The best part of this day;
And we are returning here back again
And we've brought you a garland gay.
A bunch of May we bear about
Before the door it stands;
It is but a sprout and it's all budded out
And it's the work of God's own hand.
Oh wake up you, wake up pretty maid,
To take the May bush in.
For it will be gone and tomorrow morn
And you will have none within.
(One of many versions of the May song. Found here.)
Have you stumbled home from your May eve frolicking? Feeling a little wobbly from all that dancing on the Brocken? Good on you for having some Walpurgis cheer!
The basket above is not the traditional May basket - but it's my kind of spring happiness for sure. Chickweed, plantain and dandelions are awaiting their new incarnations as tea, tincture and healing salve.
I washed my face in the morning dew before the sun broke over the hills this morning. (I've got to keep that glow somehow,) and I'm rather happy to see that while April ended with snow on my lawn, May has begun bright and warm with clear, blue skies.
May blessings to you!
4 comments:
Beltane blessings to you, Rue! I must confess that I have never washed my face in dew. If I'm ever up early enough in the summer, I'll give it a try sometime.
thank you for this lovely May Day sharing.
No washing in the dew, here...May Day was filled with rain showers!
Merry May to you!
I stumbled in for a tumble ;-)
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