Whatever happened to May baskets on May Day?
When I was a kid, we would make little baskets and fill them with candy and flowers. Then we would run around the neighborhood, place a basket on someone's doorstep, ring the bell and run.
The idea was to not let the person you left the basket for catch you, otherwise they got to kiss you.
Hmm...back then that seemed icky. Now? I guess that depends on whose door I was a knocking.
I miss little things like this. It's the simpler things in life that make us and people around us happy, so why do traditions like this disappear?