May Day is alive and well in our household as my son, who is 46, still sends me a May Day basket each May 1st.
He told me that he still remembers when he was little, coming home from school with his May Day basket. ringing the doorbell, and hiding. I would come out and find him and give him a big hug.
That’s sweet.
oh that’s wonderful!!
That’s so sweet! Your son is special.