While you were napping May rolled into town, quietly and without fanfare, which is par for the course. May needs no loud introduction, no trumpets blowing or orators declaring. 

May is no maybe, rather it is a month to depend on, of blooms coming into their own and shops opening their doors after the long slumber of winter.

What's not to like, even on the occasional gray and rainy day. After all, it's May, so the weather will turn, the water will warm, and the heart will beat a little faster. Such is the way with May.

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  1. Beautifully written. Back in the 1970’s my parents would scrimp and save all year long for us to rent the “Topside” cottage in Menemsha for 3 weeks in
    July. The anticipation of going to the Vineyard would begin to “boil over” right about the time when the lilacs were in full bloom in Massachusetts – during the month of May.

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