Beltane and A Young Man's Fancy

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'Tis Spring and that time of year when a young man's fancy turns to: "Beltane is a cross-quarter day, marking the midpoint in the Sun's progress between the vernal equinox and summer solstice. Since the Celtic year was based on both lunar and solar cycles, it is possible that the holiday was celebrated on the full moon nearest the midpoint between the vernal equinox and the summer solstice. The astronomical date for this midpoint is closer to May 5 or May 7, but this can vary from year to year."
(Wikipedia)





In honour of the Celtic origins of May Day, which, if one follows the full moon observance, is actually this coming Wednesday, here are some kilt wearing young men. Although universally this observance is not necessarily about celts in kilts nor is it necessarily about young men -- but who's counting? It's a celebration of Spring and the fertile earth. Soon there will be pansies everywhere -- such sturdy little flowers.


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