May Day has always been a bit of a mystery to me.
Growing up in Madeira, OH, we never had May baskets. I do not recall one time when someone showed up at my door with a Styrofoam cup full of popcorn and candy on May 1.
When we first lived in Iowa, however, my friends and their little darlings blessed Daniel and me with many a treat on May 1...
Today, my office co-workers gave me a cup full of popcorn, sprinkled with blue M&Ms only, and on the cup it said, "Not a blue martini, but this will due for now."