Dear
Friends,
May Day used to mark the beginning of summer. For traditional Gaels and Celtic
peoples, the merry month of May celebrated fertility and the greening of the
earth. (An early version of Earth Day?) Livestock would be driven out to summer pastures.
Bonfires were lit and charms made to protect them. Nature's creative force - renewed and wide
awake once again - was celebrated.
Here's a song to put you in a bucolic mood: The Spotted Cow sung by the great Maddy
Prior and Steeleye Span.
Or try these longer, dreamy orchestral pieces by the great English Romantic
composers:
A Shropshire Lad by George Butterworth (10 min)
Ralph Vaughan Williams Fantasia on Greensleeves (4 min)
Ralph Vaughan Williams Fantasia on a Theme by Thomas Tallis.
(17 min)
We've come through a long winter and a sketchy Spring. Our new beginnings are about to go forth and
become manifest. Summer is on the line…
The energy of cattle
never wasted, stands its ground.
Fecund creativity,
joyous, riotous, growth,
fertility bursts forth,
all is ours, all is ours,
summer pastures beckon us.
Faery Fae, Queen of the May,
hide right out in the open;
all the space in the world -
right here on the ground we stand.
©photograph & text copyright Margaret McCarthy 2015