I love the smell of hawthorn blossom – but as a child I was always warned not to carry it into the house because it was unlucky.

Think back to your own childhood. Do you remember any superstitions like that? If so, who said it?

Could you make use of this as the beginning of a poem or story? Who is the story about? What happens next?

Think about other traditions connected with May Day – the crowning of the May Queen, maypole dancing, the Green Man and the lighting of Beltane fires.

Spread the love