The May I was pregnant with my second child, rain fell every one of those 31 days — from a few sprinkles to all-day, shiver-inducing soakers. There’s an old adage, or so I’m told, that the rainier the May, the hotter the summer. That year, at least, was so.
Silage corn pushed through the black earth in the days after her birth, tiny nubs of green.
Under cherry trees
7 thoughts on “May!”
So happy to make it to May!
We woke up to more snow this morning, but surely the precipitation will take a turn toward the liquid this month, right? (Right?!) Happy May!
Oh my goodness! I sure hope so. I mean, odds are in favor of that liquid stuff, right?
That’s what i keep telling myself!
Love your photo! Can I use it on Facebook? And…yes! May at last.
Absolutely! Finally — some color outside 🙂