Not exactly a Mayhem

So we had a Federal Election on May 2. Among the youngsters we know and their friends there was great interest encouraging one another to rouse themselves and go and vote.
Such enthusiasm and hurry result in some hilarity. Out west people were begged to go and vote as the pools were still open. In New Brunswick 3 years old were eager to accompany their parents to the stations only to exclaim in great disappointment;"Where are the boats?" These " darling buds of May" do make our day.

A perturbed day and yet

"No man is an island, entire of itself; every
man is a piece of the continent, a part of the
main. If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory
were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or
of thine own were: any man's death diminishes
me, because I am involved in mankind, and
therefore never send to know for whom the bells
tolls; it tolls for thee."

John Donne
Devotions upon
Emergent Occasions, no. 17
(Meditation)
1624 (published)

"Nothing is so beautiful as spring - when weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring the ear, it strikes like lightning to hear him sing."

Today we vote in Canada. I am asked to be a scrutineer. I shall squint mightily.
Today Spring sprouted in NS.