When I was college, May was that magical month in Massachusetts where sunny days start to outnumber rainy ones, and the weather is consistently warm enough to spread out blankets and lounge outside. Some overly ambitious students would drag entire couches outside to study on.
When rainy days did come, they were warm and gentle, unlike the cold and raw rainy days in March and April.
Living in North Carolina now, May is the month when flowers start to bloom in full. It also becomes necessary to keep an eye out for snakes, also emerging with the warmer weather.
May Writing Prompts:
A rustle of feathers
Tell me the way
A longing gaze
Dancing at sunrise