Summer Is Icumen In… Maybe

Sumer is icumen in,
Lhude sing, cuccu;
Groweth sed
and bloweth med,
And springth the wode nu;
Sing, cuccu!

Middle English Summer Poem

Since Easter, the weather has been utterly gorgeous. Last weekend, the temperature was easily in the twenties. If it stays like this until September, that would do me just fine.


In Wickerman style, on the last evening of April, Swedes gather for bonfires and choral singing.

No nude jumping over fires, and no human sacrifice, however

However, the next morning…

Any white rabbits were snow covered.
Mayday Snow

Others in Stockholm had it worse!

And yet, a few hours later…

Mayday Sunshine
Mayday Sunshine

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