I know, I can hear you all shouting you're late but I was busy!
1st May is the Celtic festival of Beltane, the beginning of summer.
May Day which harks back to pagan
festivals was celebrated as the beginning of
summer and on May Day Eve communities
would go out and bring in the ‘May.’
Spending the night outdoors they would
greet the first light with drums and
blasts on cow horns to welcome in the summer and then return home laden with
branches of May blossom (Hawthorn) to decorate their homes.
And we
were up as soon as any day O
And
to fetch the summer home,
The
summer and the May O
For
the summer is a come O
And
the winter is a go O
We all know the tradition of the
Maypole which once upon a time would have been
practised in every community but
in pagan times it would have been a living tree
that our ancestors would have
danced around, clapping their hands on the bark to
wake the spirit within.
Overseeing the celebrations would
be the May Queen, decked in hedgerow flowers, and
keeping her company would be
the King (the Green Man) also decked in Oak and
Hawthorn leaves. Children would
fashion wild flowers and blossom into garlands
and carry them around the
village calling at every house, receiving a May Day cake
from the householder
as a reward.
‘Good
Morning, missus and master
I
wish you a happy day
Please
to smell my garland
Because
it’s the first of May’
To leave a branch of hawthorn at a friends door is a luck bringing compliment, but
gifts from another kind of tree could be insulting.
Nut for a slut; plum for the glum,
Bramble if she ramble; gorse for the whores.
A fair maid who the first of May,
Goes to the field at then break of the day
And washes in dew from the hawthorn tree
will ever be after handsome be
It was believed that on May Eve
witches were at their most powerful and that
the month would be ‘witch ridden’
so crosses were fashioned from Hazel and Rowan
to hang over doorways and
fireplace to prevent witches from entering. Even flowers from the children’s
posies were a witch deterrent such as the Primrose, bunches were hung
over
doorways to the house and cowshed as it was considered to be very magical.
Striking
a rock with Primroses will open the way to faerieland but on a more practical
note the leaves were used as a remedy for arthritis, rheumatism, gout, paralysis
and a
salve could be made for soothing wounds, burns.