May,May,May

In Finnish, the month is called toukokuu, meaning "month of sowing".

In Slovene, it is called veliki traven, which means the month of high grass.

In Czech, it is called květen, which means the month of blooms

In Croatian, it is called "svibanj", derived from the word svib meaning dogwood.

Here in Scotland for school students it means external exams. As of today my son has all but left school, as he's now on study leave for his final exams. I can sense the strain, but I just keep putting out good food and clean clothes and saying the odd silent prayer, or whatever passes for one in my head, that he'll come through it with reasonable results.

We have wild winds at present, so picture taking is on hold. Though I've arranged to photograph a series of shots with some members of the local horticultural club who grow championship dahlias and chrysanths.

I've just read Louise MacNiece's poem Flower Show, and it's spot on about such flowers, he writes ..

" having long since forgotten, if they ever knew, the sky,
are grown, being forced, uprooted"

and "But they are too many, too unreal, their aims are one, the
controlled
aim of a firing party."

However, like super models, they are also very photogenic so it should be fun to do. Hopefully I'll also get to meet some growers of monster leeks.

I also found this great wee poem on Jen Hadfield's blog. It's about blue and chakras.
And it's inspired me to write one of my own on another chakra/colour, which I'm taking to Poetry school tonight.