May Day Mischief

As a child, May Day was a celebration of spring. We made little paper baskets at school the day before, and had instructions for early on May first. We were to get up before dawn, fill the little baskets with flowers, leave them on neighbor's doorsteps, ring the bell and hide. Since our mom's perennials were not blooming yet, we picked the neighbor's flowers. Mrs. Geisler had lovely borders of pansies, petunias, marigolds, and primrose. I wish I had a photo of Pam and I in cahoots, in our nighties, tip-toeing through the yards. The morning dew was cold on our bare feet, and the little baskets were so darling. Yesterday I went for a walk with our dog, Abby. A vacant lot is full of spring perennials, so I picked a few to celebrate May Day and spring. We had snow flurries during the day, a reminder from Mother Nature that spring is capricious. Here is the sunset looking south from our front door. What memories do you have of early spring mischief?