Picking buttercups
By Mary Hall
My memory
May is officially the beginning of summer. My memories are picking the wild flowers, buttercups we called them, we just picked them in the fields, then we made an altar with a statue of Our Lady. We also had one at school when all the children brought in all the flowers.
When did this happen?
In the 1960’s
Where did this happen?
In Toomore Foxford
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