Here’s a sweet little nursery rhyme about April, that can be found in The Only True Mother Goose Melodies (c. 1843)… In April’s Sweet Month Nursery Rhyme In April’s sweet month, When the leaves ‘gin* to spring, Little lambs skip like fairies And birds build and sing. *begin Enjoy the delights of Springtime! Mama Lisa

March brings breezes loud and shrill, To stir the dancing daffodil. March comes in like a lion And goes out like a lamb. Sometimes it’s reversed… March comes in like a lamb And goes out like a lion. A March sun sticks Like a lock of wool. There’s an old belief that if March is dry and dusty, there will be a better crop… A...

Groundhog Day, the popular American holiday, has its roots in the European holiday Candlemas. Both seem to have developed from an ancient Celtic festival called Imbolc. Imbolc festivities involved lighting fires, in part in honor of Brigid, the Goddess of fertility, love and fire. Imbolc also celebrated the fact that the days would...

I Saw Three Ships Come Sailing By I saw three ships come sailing by, Come sailing by, come sailing by. I saw three ships come sailing by, On New Year’s Day in the morning. And what do you think was in them then? Was in them then, was in them then? And what do you think was in them then, On New Year’s...

Here are two old nursery rhymes related to the New Year… He who is born on New Year’s morn Will have his own way as sure as you were born. *** Married when the year is new, He’ll be loving, kind and true. *** Here’s a quote from Ben Franklin about the New Year… Be at war with your vices, at peace with...

Monique Palomares at Mama Lisa’s World en français sent me this Occitan saying about the end of the year. (Occitan was the language of the Troubadours.)… “Per santa Luça lo jorn creis d’un pè de puça, per Nadal d’un pè de gal, per l’An Nòu d’un pè de buòu.” “For St. Lucy, the day lengthens...

Here are some Mother Goose rhymes about December… Chill December brings the sleet, Blazing fire and Christmas treat! ___ When December snow falls fast, Marry, and true love will last. ___ The north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor Robin do then? Poor thing. He’ll sit in a barn, And keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing. Poor thing. ___ More nursery...

Here’s a pretty little poem about Thanksgiving… Thanksgiving The year has turned its circle, The seasons come and go. The harvest all is gathered in And chilly north winds blow. Orchards have shared their treasures, The fields, their yellow grain, So open wide the doorway … Thanksgiving comes again! Come visit Mama Lisa’s Thanksgiving Pages with more Thanksgiving Songs, Poems, Nursery Rhymes and Recipes.