I woke this morning to a beautiful sunny day. The cats were in the window talking and chattering. I opened the door and was greeted with this beautiful site. Notice they are all black except two. I tried to get a closer shot but mama wasn’t having it.
The Maypole was a tree stripped of its branches or wooden pole decorated with ribbon, streamers, flowers, fruit and/or wreaths. Folks would gather around the pole, which symbolized the end of winter, strength and/or prosperity, and weave the ribbons around the pole as they sang and danced.
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May Day was yesterday and I am thinking about the big May celebration I used to go too as a child of Elementary school age. All the schools from near and far gathered at Baker Park. Buses lined the street all numbered so children would be accounted for.We wore our school and name badges proudly.
We danced merrily around the May Pole.It was so big and decorated with beautiful flowers.It was great fun. It reminded me of the swing amusement ride at the County Fair.
I always wore my white daddy shirt. My mama would have it washed,and ironed, she even starched the collar; and it did look just like my daddy’s~ only in petite form. My skirt bellowed out from my Crinoline and had two tiny cluster red cherries dangling here and there as a decoration. I liked how they clicked together when I danced.
Oh My ! This is bringing too many memories. I also had a skirt with poodles on it. The famous poodle skirt. I could hula hoop forever in that skirt.
I won $25.00 and a fake gold hula hoop once. It was second prize.
Spoolies Curlers and Dr. Ben Casey Shirts, Saddle shoes,AMBUSH cologne, what were those monkey-like things that everybody wore around their arms??? Oh and empire dresses, I loved those, made my boobs look larger.
Penny loafers came along with the saddle shoes, had too have a choice 🙂 My dad put a dime in my coin slot. I had too be different.
Everyone wore madris.When it was washed the colors would “bleed” and change the tones of the plaid. Fish net stockings, and those with diamond and other intricate designs. MOHAIR SWEATER! I had only one, it was a light baby pink and looked great with my gray skirt. I wore it a lot.
“Taps” on heels, the teachers hated them. My saddle shoes always had metal taps. They annoyed everyone it seemed.
The “Junior flip” I never had to do anything special too get the style, my hair naturally flipped on the ends; lucky me.
Oh and the comfort of Spoolies after wearing those horrid bristly rollers to bed. OUCH! The price we pay to be beautiful 🙂
Changing calenders. This everlasting calender was given to me in 2000. Dad and I changed the dates together in January 2001. He died January 31st 2001.
I also put together my Easter Care Basket.My special paper mache egg that Buf and I created in 2002.I even blogged about making them.
My mama always said it was a FULL MOON night when I was born.
Full Moon: Being born in the middle of the cycle means that your talents lie in bringing matters to fruition. You are adept at tempering logic with instinct and practicality with creativity. Moreover, this period acts like a bridge, linking you to the past, but also projecting your ideas into the future. The negative side is that you may suffer guilt and irrational fears, especially when it comes to personal relationships. Only when you learn to take control of your own feelings, rather than taking your emotional cue from your partner, will you find a way of sustaining a mutually rewarding intimate relationship. Your best efforts will find their flowering after middle age.
Easter always falls after the first full moon of spring.
which is always the first full moon after the spring equinox – therefore the beginning of spring.
This is how later, the calculation of the Easter date had been determined: Easter takes place on the Sunday after the first full moon in spring.