May Days

May Day, May Day, May Day!

Hey, what did you expect with a title like “May Days?”

While the opening reflects a traditional distress call, the only real distress is that I’m still five or six months behind on posting what I’ve been shooting.  In short, I’m still showing May days.

For a guy in the Northern Hemisphere, this is a tad silly.  Pictures from May show Spring busting out all over, when what’s really popping out this time of year are fall colors.

Maybe I should just pretend I’ve migrated to New Zealand and am sharing Spring down under.   With zeal, even.

But what I’ll really do is dump a bunch of miscellaneous impressions from last May, throw them up against the visual wall of images you’ve seen lately, and see if any of them stick.

We’ll start with a question.  Which is better?

In both cases, I took artistic liberties.  The original picture wasn’t as dark or as saturated, and the color hangs suspended.  Or perhaps, in black and white, it hangs suspended like a flowery moon.

Perhaps it’s that “moonlight” that inspires growth.

Even if sometimes that strange moonlight triggers werewolfish tendencies.  Some plants get a wild hair or two.

And others, well, they’re just looking for a hand.

(A Hydrangea variant, I think)

Moving on, a little blue job posed against its complementary color.

While a run-of-the-mill sprig said, “what do you mean, run-of-the-mill?”

And another wined, “hey, how about me?”

Grape leaves

Meanwhile, the neighborhood fern opted to wear a flaming mohawk.

While a small flower found another way to be flaming.

And while a succulent had a dark mood…

Others are lighter at heart.

Some are in the pink.

But I’ve always been partial to the warmth of oranges and golds.

So if you think you hear a call of distress
Perhaps it’s just spring, wearing fancy dress.
For when we come to days of May
It’s a floral show, come what may.