On Mother's Day, twenty five years ago, I was standing on the flagstones at Bloomer's in La Jolla California, staring down at a selection of flowers so extraordinarily lovely and mysterious that I decided on that afternoon that flowers were my fate. A week later, I had withdrawn from Graduate School and was sitting on a plastic bucket outside in a Supermarket parking lot, cleaning chrysathemums for a Flower Kiosk.
Mother's Day is my favorite flower holiday. The weather in May is usually perfect. The flowers are at their perfection peak: peonies, garden roses, bridal veil, sweet peas, scilla, clematis.
Photos of today's production by Kate, Marisa and Moi:
ready to deliver
A party at a restaurant.
This is why I became a florist. Amen.