On a shelf at home, we re-discovered the book, “Mama Crosses the Door” by L.A. Davison. Mr. Davison lived across the road from Sievers (in the house with the windmill) and served as both the Washington Island School principal and a high school teacher for more than 20 years, covering the time when Butch, Ann, Cindra and later, Carolyn and Barb were in school. His book of poetry and Washington Island advertisements was published in 1956 by the local Lions Club. With the delicate flowers of May blooming now, it’s the perfect time to share his poem, “May on the Island”.
The month of May has been away,
but now that it’s returned
it has brought back to Islanders
the things for which they yearned.
The gentle urge of rains and sun
bestirs new growth and life;
Throughout all nature, once again,
activity is rife.
Hepaticas and violets
of every hue and shade,
Forsythia and Trilliums
A fairyland have made.
The cherry blossom’s daintiness,
so white, so pure, so fair,
adds loveliness to countryside,
and fragrance to the air.
The song birds, too, come back in May
to hold a jubilee,
and fill the silent, empty days
with joyful melody.
Though some prefer October’s blue,
and some love June’s rare days;
a perfect year, I think, would be
a twelvemonth made of Mays.
We are just days away from the official opening of the Sievers Shop. Starting Monday, May 22, we will be open daily from 10-4 with holiday hours of 10-2 on Memorial Day and the 4th of July. It’s all coming together!
May on the Island is definitely one of our favorites!