01May24: a quiet time…

Andy saunters in.

He sits, still, meditative for a few moments.

He decides he isn’t hungry.

I extend my hand toward Andy.

Yes, Andy just came over for a nice “scritch!”

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Lovely weather today! It was a spring day with the prospects of the backyard apple trees bursting into bloom.

It’s fly season again, too. I’m not thrilled, but, as this old video from the vault shows, Andy love, love, loves the little pests. Miller season can’t be fall off either.

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May Day used to be when little kids danced around the maypole, braiding it with colored ribbons. I don’t know if they still do it but it was part of the celebration of the first day of May when I was a wee fart. Kids exchanged small baskets filled with candies, too, and a room mother would make cupcakes to pass out to the children of her child’s class.

Maypole – Wikipedia  

In the USA, May 1st is “Law Day”, a celebration of the rule of law that is the foundation of our legal system. Of course, May Day in the old Soviet Union was the day to have a big military parade in Red Square.

Law Day (United States) – Wikipedia

How do or did you celebrate May Day in your town or country, if you did?

 

24 thoughts on “01May24: a quiet time…

  1. May 1st in the former Soviet Union was celebrated with mandatory demonstrations of loyalty by disgusted citizens bearing red banners with inane slogans and portraits of the current occupant of the hot chair in the Kremlin, followed by most of those citizens getting roaring drunk.
    Mr Andy is coming into his true Persian look. When is the next haircut scheduled?

    • Andy still doesn’t have a groomer. I’m still toying with letting him go Persian for the rest of his life. If I can keep up with his mats, I’ll continue that way.

      Yes, I remember how every May Day, the Soviet leadership stood on top of Lenin’s tomb, giving the world a view of which leaders still had the supreme leader’s support and which, now missing, were on their way to a grave, prison, or exile. The military parades bristled with all the weaponry the Soviets would shoot at America if things went hot! Observers over here would assess where things stood, based on what was or wasn’t on view.

    • It seems like it stopped being a big deal after my childhood, though I did see a maypole dance was done at a local preschool yesterday.

  2. Miller season…oh you reminded me! We lived for a while right breside the Concord river, and Miller season wa a real Trial for my wife. But our cat was ecstatic! So many targets to hunt. Happy hunting to Andy!

  3. Awww, sweet kitty Andy coming for a scritch! Flies and other flitting insects are a nuisance, but they do help provide active kitties with some entertaining moments! I have a few hazy memories of parading around Maypoles at school as a kid. Now May means uh oh, the year’s going fast and I haven’t done much I’d planned …

    • That’s pretty much how it hits me now.

      I remember one May Day when it was raining hard and my mother came in the car to pick me up, as did other mothers. One of my classmate had no ride home, so my mother offered her a ride, which the little girl gladly accepted.

  4. I think May Day celebrations were more common in the Midwestern US than in California where I grew up. My kids had May Day celebrations at their schools, but I haven’t seen them at any of the schools I’ve worked at here. I did once see a group of hippies dancing around a Maypole naked, but I didn’t stick around very long to watch. I was still in high school and very easily embarrassed by such things.

    • I think you are right.

      We had a music teacher who was old enough – “as old as dirt” – who taught us square dancing and other quaint things like the Maypole dance.

      The naked hippies dancing around the Maypole is closest to why it was banned in colonial America.

      They didn’t go natural, but there was a fair amount of alcohol and debauchery associated with it, so the powers couldn’t allow it.

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