Cosmic Weather: May 2018 by Jane Lyle.
Thought for May:
‘May, the blossom of the hawthorn, smells of sex and death. This is neither hyperbole nor poetic licence: it contains a substance called trimethylamine that appears when bodily tissues and sexual fluids decompose. Perhaps because of this, and perhaps because of religious opposition to its ritual use as a portal to the otherworld, a folkloric fear of hawthorn exists in living memory.’