Growing up, May 1st was a Holiday: "May Day"and we used to sneakily leave a basket of flowers at my grandmother's front door.
Today my mother, sister and grandmother will be on my mind.
It's looking pretty rainy and dreary out there at the moment, but we won't let that get us down.
It's spring, dammit. The calendar says so.
I wish my Nana was here to see these two. Well, I know she sees them, I guess I wish I could see her seeing them.
I have a feeling she'll be close by today - we'll have to be on our best behavior.