Mouth Off the Month is a monthly article in which our Opinion Editor reviews the previous month and decides whether it was good, bad, or somewhere in between. What will she decide this month? Keep reading to find out!
Fennel Hudson said “May, more than any other month of the year, wants us to feel most alive.” James Thomson said “Among the changing months, May stands confest / The sweetest, and in fairest colors dressed.” I tend to agree with both of these opinions.
May, in spite of any other redeeming or bastardizing qualities, remains one of the most beautiful months. In May, the first buds and blossoms dot the trees and bushes before blooming voluminous, uninterrupted life around us. As someone whose favourite season is a split between the few days each where spring and fall render the trees half-full of life, I cannot ignore the splendor of May. Each year I look forward to watching colour blossom on everything around me.
Despite its beauty, May is usually an average month. Getting back into the habit of working rather than taking classes feels strange, and the bugs seem to be at their peak this time of year. The month has been particularly hot this year, which I am not a fan of. In addition, the yearly barrage of forest fires began far too early, leaving a sour taste in my mouth — and sour air in my lungs.
For all my complaining, I can’t help but still enjoy May. Call me a romantic, a fickle aesthetic lover, a Tumblr girl; I don’t care. The way the world looks during May has a way of making everything bad seem a little bit better. In May we can escape the snow of winter and the rain of early spring to sit on a few blissful days of temperate, beautiful weather before the cloying heat of summer takes us hostage for three months. May, for all its flaws, is and was a good month.