The Dew on the First of May

© Sue Schlabach

I am at peace with my three trillion freckles. But when I was a child, I lamented them daily. I was dubbed Freckle Face and Shrimp by my classmates (yes, I’m freckled AND short).

When my mother suggested that my freckles would disappear if I tried a remedy from an Old Wive’s Tale, I was all ears. All I had to do was wash my face in the dew before sunrise on May Day. I believe I tried no fewer than 3 times in my childhood years. Names and freckles persisted. I grew a thicker skin, and a begrudging acceptance of my looks.

Today, at age 51, I no longer mind my freckles. I wouldn’t recognize myself without them. I happily lounged in bed until 6:00 this morning and listened to birdsong.

Some seeds are sprouting in the garden and daffodils and Chinonodoxa drift about in swaths of blue and yellow. I’m so hopeful for May as I inch closer to days of painting outside again. And the myriad list of to dos that come with warm weather.

Bring it on. Freckles and all.


© Sue Schlabach




Join the discussion and tell us your opinion.

May 2, 2019 at 7:44 am

Love your freckles, you’re covered in stars.

May 2, 2019 at 8:00 am
– In reply to: sewhappybychristie

I’ve never thought of it that way! This is what we should all tell children with freckles! Thank you.

Janet Brenemanreply
May 2, 2019 at 1:58 pm

Love you – freckles & all, that pic above, & your saga of hating/trying to get rid of the freckles (not unlike how I hated my curly hair!)!

May 2, 2019 at 2:28 pm
– In reply to: Janet Breneman

I LOVE your curly hair!! 🙂

Brett Ann Stanciureply
May 4, 2019 at 8:23 am

We will really have to meet someday. I am 51, too, also very short, although I LONGED for freckles as a child…..

May 4, 2019 at 1:23 pm
– In reply to: Brett Ann Stanciu

I have plenty to spare. Yes, let’s meet up soon!

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