May Eve came and went and my tired old self didn't observe it, sadly.
It wasn't that long ago that I would have at least lit a candle in its honor or something....
So when I left the house on May Day morning to set off for my studio and saw this cheerful gumdrop displayed front and center in my garden, I had to smile.
The fairies partied, apparently.
Or maybe it was just a mouseling. Or a squirrel. Dancing and feasting under the starry sky.
Either way, I wish I'd joined them.
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