So strange. It says that this was a year ago but it feels, looks and smells like right now. It’s as if the time has stopped and I refuse to get a year older.
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This is the post for my Calendar 2020 series, in which I post twenty photos from the same month last year.
May is my birthday month. It’s still a week or so away but this year I’m not feeling it at all. No wonder, since how can I be a year older when I haven’t even celebrated my 50th yet, except online with some of you? That was fun!
Anyway, nature doesn’t care one way or the other but just bursts open and brings forth and has a jolly good time. Let’s be more like that.
I could take most of these all over again and sometimes I have, but at other times there was a certain singularity making sure that it can’t happen again just like this. This is what I am after. Happy May! (Oh, beware: a harmless snake alert.)

Counting cypresses and wildflowers. 
Counting years, but who is counting? 
Not counting calories. Amore made me a special pasta dish for my birthday. 
I found myself some pretty roses. The best part is that they are still attached. 
I love this ensemble. 
“Only sadnesses are counted” sang Djole Balašević, deceased singer/songwriter from Vojvodina, Serbia. Flowers make it all better. 
This bug found the best spot. 
Life is a beach. 
He saw you first. 
She sees everything too. 
One of the fancy pigeons. 
Oooops! Aesculapian snake, apparently. Harmless but looks wicked. And where exactly is it going? 
A Capalbio courtyard. 
Surprising flamingos. Usually they are only here in the winter. 
Just a duck running out of frame. 
Lazy photographer in Maremma. 
I took the same bunch of photos just yesterday. 
Rare Lake Burano traffic. Do you see how the lake is lower than the sea? The sea will wish to fill it. 
Oh, crystal ball, tell me what’s next. 
I know, bestia. You will stay with me no matter what.
Previous months of 2020:
May in previous years:
You’re right. Who’s counting anyway.
Happy birthday in advance and keep surprising us with such beautiful photos. It’s always a pleasure getting to know you closer.
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Ahh, Bojana, this sounds lovely, thank you so much. Good to hear that I can still surprise you. 🙂
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Always.
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I love your photos.
Happy early birthday. I hope you have a good day. 🙂
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Thank you, Lynette! I hope to go on a little trip. 🙂
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This was a fun read. And a great idea. I am curious now just to go see what I was doing last year. I do know I was recovering from surgery and my garden happily reseeded itself for me. Happy Birthday.
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Thank you for coming over, Donna! I’ve been doing this for four years now, going back a year month by month, and it’s a good mind and soul exercise. I hope your recovery went well. Birthday next Sunday. 🙂 Thank you.
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You have a way with animals, Manja. Snails are so beautiful. (K)
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Ahh, this sounds so good, K. Thank you. I have never seen so many snails as this year, or maybe I just notice them more.
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I think they like rain. It’s certainly been rainy here.
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Many happy returns of the day, as the English say. 🎂
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Thank you, Equinoxio. It’s exactly next week. I’m hoping for a trip.
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Beautiful.
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Thank you, scooj! Beautiful but all there is. I used to be spoiled by variety, I see it only now how much.
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I do love grasses at this time of year, Manja. How can it only be a year since your birthday celebration? And yet it feels like forever ago! Isn’t time strange? I’m sure you’ll be feeling it more on the day itself, but 51 is a kind of anticlimax after 50, isn’t it? 🙂 🙂 And you’re such a youngster!
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Interesting, Jo, to me it feels as if it has just happened. I have not celebrated my 50 yet, except online, how can I be 51 now?? I’m joking that I’ll hit fourty-eleven. I feel about 84 though. Thank you!
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