May has always felt like a month of transitions for me. Growing up in Michigan, it was the first month we were pretty sure winter wouldn’t dump snow one last time in defiance against spring taking over. And not just winter to spring. For many places, including Texas, where I now live, May is the transition from spring to summer. The weather heats up, pools and water parks open, and we prepare for cookouts and tubing the Guadalupe River, or picnics and camping out under the stars.