When May decides to deliver a few perfect days, just like the ones in dreams and the imaginary past, feelings can be mixed.
Having waited six months for days like these there can be anxiety that now they have arrived are we making the most of them. Plus the feeling that what ever the year does from now on it cannot match this heady mix of sun, song and super-growth.
On the whole it is probably better not to think too much and just absorb moments like these:
Still welcome an evening fire though…