Nana Diana Takes A Break

Nana Diana Takes A Break

Monday, May 1, 2017

MAY DAY- MAY DAY-MAY DAY-PICKING MAY FLOWERS-MEMORIES

Hooray- Hooray
It's Finally May!
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I was born late in my father's life.
He was 53 when I was born-his first child.
That meant that I grew up with cousins
that were almost a full generation older than I was.

So, by the time I was six or so,
my older cousins were driving.
On the first of May they would come,
along with my Aunt Bessie,
who never drove a car in her life,
and we would drive a few miles to 
a lightly wooded area
where we would pick
MAY FLOWERS.
Today I know that they were simply 
SWEET VIOLETS
in pretty pastel colors.

Oh- How I loved MAY DAY
They spread before us in the woods on leggy stems.
We would pick big bunches to bring home
where we would plop them in jelly jar vases.
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Then, Aunt Bessie would give us each 
a slice of fresh baked bread
slathered with butter 
and homemade strawberry jam.
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I would go home full and happy,
with my hands clutched full of wildflowers.
I would be smiling when I entered the back door to
our farmhouse as the screen door slapped shut behind me.

My brother, Charlie, who is 
smiling down from Heaven,
had a special poem
JUST FOR ME.

It went like this:

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I thought I was ugly
Until I saw you.

Yes- Oh- the fond memories 
that take me back to childhood.
I would stick my tongue out at him and set my
MAY FLOWERS
on the counter
to celebrate the
FIRST DAY OF MAY.
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So-CELEBRATE TODAY
~ JUST CELEBRATE~
CELEBRATE MAY DAY.
SHOUT IT
loud and clear
MAYDAY!  MAYDAY! MAYDAY!

Did you know that if you shout MAYDAY
three times in a row it is 
the international signal of distress?
Be careful-
Be.very.careful.
You know what THAT means, don't you?
You may get someone that looks like 
THIS coming to your rescue!
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Just never you mind Kris, Junk Chic Cottage,
you got your OWN fireman!

Happy May Day!
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63 comments:

  1. Those are precious memories of May. I have fond memories of cousins and sister and brother, even the teasing!!

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  2. Thank you for your memories of May Day....mine are similar with the exception that I also get to celebrate my birthday on May Day and got the middle name Mae to remind me.

    We use to put flowers in paper baskets and hang on doorknobs of the neighbors, ring and bell and run as fast as we could...and watch from behind a bush when they opened the door and looked so surprised and happy. Good memories.

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  3. What lovely memories of a sweet childhood spring day, Diana! Today is also my parents' 52nd wedding anniversary, we will be celebrating this Saturday along with 2 family birthdays and Mothers' Day....it's not easy getting everyone together in one place any more!

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  4. One thing they cannot take away is memories. Unless, we get that terrible problem. Some of mine, would rather not remember. Trust all is well with your family.

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  5. What wonderful memories of May I was enjoying ... there for a few minutes anyway. Until I read your funny poem! Lol! I know you miss your teasing brother. My mother used to tell us that they actually went around the May Pole when she was a little girl. Your flowers are pretty and that bread and jam look so delicious. I like May especially because it is the month I was born in. May is a great time to have a birthday. And I have one of those firemen dudes. I did yell May Day this morning at the dentist. Ouchee was wah!

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  6. I've got the purple and white violets growing in my yard. Guess I didn't realize those were the mayflowers....good to remember the good memories, bad ones, not so good. I like that fireman too. MAYDAY...MAYDAY!!!!!

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  7. haha Diana, I thought of Terry as soon as I saw that fireman.LOL I love the story of the violet picking and the nice snack of butter and strawberry jam. Your brother , sounds like my brothers. Anything to torment us sisters. I loved seeing all the violets. Blessings to you, xoxo, Susie

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  8. Such sweet memories. Simple times shared together. I know you miss Charlie very much.
    Wishing you a nice evening. We have sunshine after the rain this evening.

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  9. Happy May Day to you Diana.....loved your post about traditions and what you remember from YOUR May Day;s when you were little. When I was a girl we would make May Baskets out of construction paper and fill them with little notes or flowers or candies...whatever we had on hand....then we would go to all our neighbors and hang these little baskets on their door and ring the bell and run and hide...just to see the look of surprise on their faces when they found these little gifts. Ahhhhh....memories.

    xo

    Jo

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  10. Ha ha ha! Oh brothers. They aren't afraid to hurt our feelers. Good thing we were tough.
    I think I need some jam and bread.

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  11. Happy May Day..That post was full of sweet memories...Yes, Sweet

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  12. I'm smiling and laughed out loud a few times as well! Only you could write about a dear loved one gone and make us laugh with something he said to you!!! You make me want to say May Day May Day!!! Happy May Day!

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    1. Precious memories for sure with your Aunt and cousins!

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  13. Some families are a tough crowd. You have happy memories of May Day. Do you have real Mayflowers? I would love to find a patch again...such a wonderful scent.

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  14. As I read your childhood memories many of mine came scurrying back into my mind. May Day was very special when I was a child, but I think that those simple joys are not a part of the lives of most children today. Oh, I had an Aunt Bessie, too. You don't hear that name much.
    Have a wonderful day.
    Connie :)

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  15. Thank you for sharing your wonderful memories! May Day...May Day...May Day...Nope Lol!!!

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  16. Oh my goodness, Diana! You have me in stitches. Well now, it just might be worth yelling mayday for that! ;)

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  17. May...hopefully will have better weather! I always would call Violets Pansies when I was a kid! My neighbors had them but mom and dad had lots of roses and a banana tree.

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  18. I love your sweet post today, Diana! Your Aunt Bessie sounds so sweet. You have featured so many different violets--so colorful and just as charming as they can be. So did the fireman show up after your declaration of May Day? ♥

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  19. What a very sweet story...Happy May Day!...and yes, Kris already has her "hunky fireman"!!!

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  20. That was such a sweet story. We had a yard full of the little wild purple violets. They are so pretty when they are blooming but tend to want to take over everything :) including my flower beds.

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  21. Hubba hubba on the hunky fireman! May Day used to be a big deal. I think we made May baskets. Sweet story about your Aunt Bessie...simple activities like that with loved ones are the most memorable. Changing the subject entirely, I talked to my Alana today and her husband Chris's best friend since elementary school has been put in hospice care. He had colon cancer, they thought he would be okay and it came back with a vengeance in his lungs and brain. In his mid-40's, he has a wife and preteen daughter. Life doesn't behave the way we think it ought. xoxo

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  22. Love this Diana...made me think of my late brother💕
    Think I'll go outside in the morning, and grab a bunch of Violet's to bring inside.
    Thanks!
    Cheers!
    Linda :o)

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  23. I love May...one of my favorite months of the year. Lots of birthdays this month to celebrate. Love reading your memories. We have so much to be thankful for. Sweet hugs, Diane

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  24. Happy May Day! Oh how I love that story about you as a child. And your brother did what brothers do best..tease their siblings. Lol! Now I really want some toast and jam. Have you ever heard of saying the word "Rabbit" on the first of the month? It's supposed to bring you good luck all month long. I say it out loud on the first of every month. :)

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  25. Sweet memories! The fireman is a hottie...makes me want to shout May Day! Well, on second thought maybe not...our firemen aren't that cute. lol! Happy May to you!

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  26. Precious memories. Sounds like a perfect May Day, May Day, May Day!!! LOL

    Have a great week.

    Judy

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  27. Oh Diana, such sweet memories, which triggered a few of mine. We would pick flowers and make a May poll and dance around the poll. It had ribbons hanging down. Great memories. If I said that three times would I get the hunkie fireman????????

    Have fun my sweet friend.

    Hugs,
    Mary

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  28. Violets are so pretty. They just look happy! I didn't realize there were so many colors. Nancy

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  29. Forget about the flowers. I'll have the firefighter please :P

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  31. Red Rose AlleyMay 1, 2017 at 8:54 PM

    What a wonderful story about you and your Aunt Bessie, Diana. She sounds like such a fun aunt. I smiled when you said she gave you a slice of bread and butter and jam because I just made myself a piece of toast, slathered with butter and blackberry jam, with a cold glass of milk hehehehe. Love the story of the May flowers, and I'm glad you love May as much as I do. What a cute poem by your brother. I know you miss him so.

    love, ~Sheri

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  32. That's a typical poem from a brother! This is what my brother wrote in my autograph book 50 years ago --

    "If I had your picture,
    I'd treat it very nice.
    I'd hang it in the barn
    To scare away the mice."

    Happy May Day!

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  33. Brothers! I had two older ones and had to wear their hand-me-down wide striped T-shirts in the summer. To this day, I hate wide striped T-shirts.

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  34. What beautiful memories and such a sweet poem (lol). The flowers were beautiful and the bread - I could taste it! sandie

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  35. What great treasured memories! The flowers and family are precious! That poem...only brothers could get away with those! ;)
    Our snow is melting and now we have mud! Trees need to be trimmed...maybe I'll call a fireman! Ha! ;)

    I hope you have a delightful week my friend!

    Hugs, Amy

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  36. May Day, May Day, May Day! Where's my fireman? lol!! What a fabulous tradition with your sweet Aunt. Is it just a coincidence that I baked bread today and have homemade strawberry jam in my fridge? :) I adore Violets and they are so sweet in the little jars!
    hugs,
    Jann

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  37. Cute post, Diana. Sweet, too. Big brothers just love to tease little sisters. I think it's a rule. Happy May Day! xo

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  39. Hello Nana Diana. What a lovely post for today. Sweet memories. It's so great to be reading your posts again. JEANNETTE'S JOY

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  40. Oh how I love wildflowers, but I never pick them. They are there to be enjoyed and free from from grabbing hands.

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  41. Oh, those are sweet memories, Diana! Love the pretty violets - and the poem, too :) I never had a brother to tease me - just a bunch of pesky little sisters. xx Karen

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  42. Great memories, Diana! The idea of butter and jam on homemade bread has me craving it!! Te poem by your brother---I was expecting something really sweet. Ha!

    I love love a man in uniform. Do you ever watch Chicago Fire? Oh, Taylor Kinney...you could turn me into a mean cougar in a minute!

    Jane xx

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  43. Oh I love the story... :-) We have those little flowers in the cedar forest, I just buried one of my favorite chickens who died of old age among them.

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  44. I love that story, Diana! Especially the simple joys it describes. Fresh bread with strawberry jam. Picking violets. Teasing older brothers. Thank you. -Jenn

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  45. LOL Hmmmmm is is wrong to want to have two fireman come to your May Day rescue?!!! So sweet. Love the poem from Charlie. Super cute and uplifting post to read today my friend.
    Kris

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  46. Sweet memories, Diana. I'll be thinking about bread and strawberry jam all day! xoxo, T.

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  47. Awww I loved your childhood memories, Diana, and I smiled at the one of your dear Beloved Brother.
    I will include in my prayers those who need them, from your previous post. Thank you for sharing the requests.
    Happy May to you!!

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  48. Good Morning Diana, Beautiful sunshine today and warmer weather after all of he rain. Your May Day post made me think of when the kids were little they made May Day Baskets than put their violets in them. I have enjoyed catching up with you today. I am taking a break drinking my cup of hot tea and doing some reading here. Hope all is well. Take care Hugs and Prayers from your Missouri Friend Shirley

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  49. Diana...what heartwarming memories! Happy May Day for sure! Your post was full of love and joy! Thank you!

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  50. What a lovely walk down Memory Lane! And don't you just love brothers? Mine was very much like that. I miss him. How wonderful that God gave your daddy the blessing of YOU in his later years.

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  51. Ha! I remember those days of teasing and being teased. It was not so fun at the time, but we laugh about it today and love recalling those memories. Neither one of my grandmothers drove and neither did the aunts on the dad's side. Funny, I hadn't thought about that in a long time.

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  52. Beautiful memories. And so beautifully written!
    Brenda

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  53. Beautiful flowers. May day is lovely. Such a cute story of your brother and that poem. You are such a special lady. Lots of love to you. xo

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  54. Cute story! I can picture a bratty brother saying that. I had two of them!!!
    Lisa

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  55. Such a sweet story. How lovely to have violets growing wild like that. Brothers can be real pains, but we love them anyway. I'm sure Charlie would be smiling at this post.

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  56. Oh Dianna, what a fabulous post! I just loved seeing those little violets that popped under the water house when I was a little girl...precious, precious memories they conjure up for you AND for me as well. I can almost taste that homemade bread and butter with the strawberry jam right this minute. Gotta go now...even though May Day is over, I'm gonna go shout it out now and see who shows up! LOL!

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  57. What fun memories of May Day? My aunts like to make May Day flower bouquets too, its a tradition I need to do myself, but never have. We have quite a few violets starting to bloom here, but they are not tall enough yet to put into a jar or vase. I will gather some when they are though! So happy we are finally into May! Our flowers and trees here are just about to burst forth into bloom, and that is so exciting :) Hugs to you today!

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  58. What sweet memories, Diana! Violets are my all time favorite flower. When I was little I would walk to the woods behind our house and pick handfuls of them. To a little farm girl, it was one big adventure! They still always bring a smile to my face:) Hope you are doing well, I miss you!

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  59. What a lovely memory of May day for you! I have never celebrated such a nice occasion but since reading different blog posts on it, it seems I have to try next year!

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  60. Your May Day memories are truly special ones, Diana! Like AnnMarie, above me, I've never celebrated May Day either (does shopping for spring clothes count?).

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