Happy May Day! When I was growing up (okay, I know I’m still growing, but you know what I mean) my mom, brother and I would celebrate May Day. After buying a bunch of flowers, we’d make makeshift vases with handles out of construction paper. Then we would go to different people’s houses (mostly from our church), hang the vases on their doorknobs, knock on the door and then run away before they came to the door. I miss those traditions.