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May

Hooray, hooray, the first of May
Outdoor fuckin' begins today!

I'm really not sure where that charming couplet comes from, but I always found it amusing.

May is, in the Northern hemisphere at least, traditionally associated with fertility - not the troublesome fertility of March and April that prompted T.S. Eliot to pen the line, "April is the cruelest month..." No, May is fertility in full flower - lush, verdant, and sappy. Literally sappy - my truck is covered in pollen stuck to sap. I'd wash it, but it'd just get all messy again, so what's the point?

Personally, I'm not into fertility in the traditional sense - but metaphors are powerful, and I could sure use some metaphorical fertility. Story ideas, humorous situations, scenes describing conflict... writing's not much fun without these things. So I'm hoping May will provide.

If not, well... at least it's finally warm.