May, the muse

So in one of those weird quirks that makes my life so interesting, I found out today that two different women have been inspired to art by our little May.

My friend Mary has written a poem (inspired by the last post) titled "What May Should Know", which I will post here as soon as I get the OK from her. It's short, since I'm a mom, says Mary.

And one of our fabulous baristas -- whose name alas I can't remember, but who saw us at the Burren with Donna yesterday -- is writing a song named "Little Miss May."

Hee.