May Day

I always remember making May Day baskets when I was little. We would staple one half of a paper plate to a whole paper plate and make a pocket. Then, we would fill it up with flowers and leave it on our neighbors front porches. It always marked the beginning of summer for me.

Today is May Day. There are no homemade baskets of flowers, doorbell ditching, or flower picking...but the sun did grace us with her presence...and my feet love it!

Happy May Day.