I'm taking this challenge (although I missed May 1). What fun! I shall hold forth on topics I enjoy each and every evening in May. To kick things off, a bit of randomness. First, here's my latest yarn acquisition:
arrayed in my Grandma Eva's fruit bowl. She always had this on her table, full of peaches, pears, and bananas. Doesn't the yarn look a bit like fruit in this context? And what, pray tell, is this stash going to be? Well, that remains to be told, as it's a surprise for the lovely Miss AKPW, and she might run into this post!
And in honor of May Day, for Sissy:
"[H]e does not fulfil himself in his work but denies himself, has a feeling of misery rather than well-being, does not develop freely his mental and physical energies but is physically exhausted and mentally debased. The worker, therefore, feels himself at home only during his leisure time, whereas at work he feels homeless. His work is not voluntary but imposed, forced labour. It is not the satisfaction of a need, but only a means for satisfying other needs."