May is the best month of the year. Spring finally comes with sunshine and daffodils. It’s the end of term, allowing for the start of summer. And my birthday is at the end of it, which means I have the whole month to anticipate the day that is all about me. My birthday is in thirty days. Mark your calendars.
By the way, I have an Amazon Wishlist. Also, I could always do with some more yarn. Or a kitten. (Not really; my current lease doesn’t allow pets.)
(Yes, I’m shameless, but that is because I depend on gifts to receive new books.)