A~Tisket, A~Tasket...

(photo by KILEY CRUSE/THE WORLD-HERALD)

Happy May Day!

I have fond memories of May Days past, especially as a mother and a teacher. I mostly remember when, as a young girl, our daughter Erin made a little holder for a few flowers from our yard and hung them on our neighbor's door, rang the doorbell and ran for home. I watched from the kitchen window as my friend Julie chased Erin and caught her up in a hug with plenty of giggles included.

(photo: Skip to My Lou)

I found this little tidbit from Old Fashioned Living , about how Louisa May Alcott wrote about May Day baskets  in "Jack and Jill" (Chapter 18):

"The job now in hand was May baskets, for it was the custom of the children to hang them on the doors of their friends the night before May-day; and the girls had agreed to supply baskets if the boys would hunt for flowers, much the harder task of the two. Jill had more leisure as well as taste and skill than the other girls, so she amused herself with making a goodly store of pretty baskets of all shapes, sizes, and colors, quite confident that they would be filled, though not a flower had shown its head except a few hardy dandelions, and here and there a small cluster of saxifrage."

(photo: Old Fashioned Living)

A-tisket, A-tasket

A-tisket, a-tasket,

A green and yellow basket.
I wrote a letter to my love,

But on the way I dropped it.

I dropped it, I dropped it,

And, on the way I dropped it.

A little boy picked it up,

And put it in his pocket.

(photo: mmoratta)