Since I was a young child I have always loved May Day. I do not mean dancing around the May Pole or the celebration of the International Workers Day, but the idea of sharing garden flowers with loved ones- most especially my mother. Even as a child I remember picking flowers from her garden and presenting them to her with pride. I do not know how this idea was planted in my mind so many years ago, but it has taken root. Perhaps it was a sweet story or a children's poem, but it was such a lovely idea. So today I went into my garden and picked lilacs, azaleas, and tree peonies to take to my mother to honor the day. I hope that you have also enjoyed this first daily of May!


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