When I was a little girl, my sister and I would rush home from school on May 1 each year to make paper cones for flower vases. We grabbed handfuls of lilacs and dandelions and filled the cones, then ran through the neighborhood placing the bouquets on each doorstep, knocking on the door and running away to hide.
It was great fun, but I for one always wished that our celebrations included a Maypole dance, like the magical one pictured here. All those colors being woven together! That seemed like heaven.