Happy May Day!

Today is May Day.  As a child this is the day that we made bouquets of roadside daisies, some lilacs, a few bluebells and whatever other flowers had made their way to springtime blossom.  Tied with a ribbon, a rope, or piece of bailing twine, the big decision was upon whose door the messy posy assemblage would be left.  Mrs. Kinsley, the Brooks, Grandma.  Who would be the lucky recipient of our little nosegay?  

With just a little fear, sneak up to the door, lay the flowers on the porch, ring the doorbell, run away and hide behind the nearest bush or vehicle.  "Oh my, well, would you look at this, Phillip?  Someone has come by and left us some beautiful flowers.  Now, I wonder who that could be.  Who would do such a sweet thing?"

And the memory, and the color, and the feeling of doing something bold and sweet at the same time stays in your heart forever.

Happy May Day!