Without a doubt there is a certain charm about the month of May. Yet my memories of May back in Uist are not so exhilarating: the sunshine would suggest that there was warmth in the air but it would be an act of bravado to throw off the coat or jacket; the daffodils would fade but would not be replaced by other flowers to give colour to the land; I would feel sorry for the poor lambs that had grown to size. Their mother´s milk was insufficient and yet there was little grass to satisfy their hunger. And so I could continue.
At the same time May continues to uplift our spirits. We think of Mary, the mother of Jesus, and rejoice in the love and tenderness which she offers the world; the feast of Joseph the Worker, on the first day of May is a timely reminder of the dignity of work and how human work and activity have changed the world. In Ecuador I would always participate in the workers’ march….. click here to read more