
These we'd take home to be filled early on May Day morning with whatever flowers were available. On my block, that was Bridal Wreath Spirea (above) from a kindly neighbor's yard.
We'd load a little red wagon with our creations and leave one at each front door on the block, ringing the doorbell where possible, knocking lightly if not, never waiting for the occupant to answer.
We naively assumed they wouldn't know who left the May Day "surprises", but of course they all did and looked forward to pretending to be surprised when they did open the door.
Well, all except the grumpy old man who'd come out shaking his fist and yelling "Those damn kids!" while behind him, his wife would be smiling broadly as she proudly carried the bouquet into the house. Far as we could tell, these were the only flowers she received all year, so we always stuck a few extra sprigs into her "surprise".

Sunday School, probably because it's a pagan tradition.
Therefore, I'm guessing the little girls
above didn't live in the Bible Belt!

May 1st hasn't always been a happy celebration of the beginning of summer. Tyler McClelland tells about the dark side of this day in Of Maypoles and Massacres: A Short History of May Day in America.


If you recognize the couple at right, please go to Camera Found - Athens Greece and leave a comment to that effect so that the memory card that this and other photos are on can be returned to its rightful owner.

Buddy Holly fans may know Larry as the author of The Day The Music Died: The Last Tour Of Buddy Holly, the Big Bopper and Ritchie Valens.

- 'Addicts' Revel In Finding Family History
- Keeping The Stuff You Keep: preserving documents, photos
- A Bucket List For Family History

Have a great weekend!

5 comments:
A fabulous post-- one of your best and I'll be on the lookout for stray memory cards and cameras.
Hey, are May baskets a Kansas tradition? I remember making them in Salina as a really little kid but have never encountered them anywhere else I lived. Interesting!!!!
Gosh, I never thought about May baskets being a Kansas-only thing. I don't know. hmmmmm.... I do know that in other places, small bunches ("posies") of flowers tied with a ribbon are left on doorsteps on May Day.
I've always wondered about May Day.
When I was a kid in NJ and NY, it was a non-event. Even at school.
It always looked like a lot of fun.
I thought maybe it was a rural thing; but then I would have though my mom, the Indiana farmer's daughter, would have brought it East with her.
Sounds like a holiday I would have loved.
What a great tradition. Love it. Wish I lived in a community like that as a child. All we kids did was collect flowers for a bouquet for my mom....with ALL the neighbors' tulips, daisies, roses, etc. Now as a gardener, I would freak out if some kids picked my flowers. Heh! Yep, I am now the crotchety old man of whom you mentioned. :)
~Scout
haha...
I've never done the Maypole dance as well! ~Wonderful weekend!
xo
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