May Day: An Excuse to Take Flowers To Your Neighbors

Cheers to Knowing Your Neighbors

In retrospect, being 8 months pregnant in the middle of a scorching hot summer may not be especially good strategy. Ditto on deciding to move to a new house in said 8-month-pregnant-scorching-summer state. Especially if you have any hope of actually strolling the street and meeting a few neighbors.

This is only one of the many life lessons we acquired last year, and an explanation for why our expanding family is being a little more intentional to get out and about this spring.

Note that “we” now includes an almost 9 month old little one named “Mac” pictured in the last photo below. So none of this is hypothetical. (Who can say no to a barefoot baby in a bucket hat, right?)

And so yesterday, on May Day (May 1st), which has been reclaimed from ancient traditions as International Workers Day in more than 80 countries, we decided to revisit the custom of early American settlers who left may baskets of spring flowers on neighbors’ doorsteps.

Combine neighbors, a holiday attentive to the rights and working conditions of working people, and a not-needed excuse to get out in nature and you have me at hello.

Happy May Day, friends.