Mother's Day

In 1988, I was an unhappy graduate student in Comparative Literature at the University of California. On Mother's Day, a friend and I went down to Bloomers in La Jolla which, at the time, operated outside of Saks beneath an overhang on beautiful beige and rose flagstone. I was buying flowers for a neighbor and the flagstone was covered with buckets filled with flowers I had never seen before. The scene there was so achingly lovely that I decided right then to leave graduate school and begin my life in flowers: and I did. The next week, I was sitting on a plastic bucket in a Supermarket Parking lot cleaning mums. The smell of them still reminds me of that first week at My Flower Shop, a kiosk on a busy street in San Diego. It's one reason why I love Mother's Day. And how I love the month of May!!