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COPYRIGHT 2002 Mothering Magazine
Every year I make a flower garland for my son to wear at his birthday celebration. We began this tradition when Sairse turned one, and the garlands have been a joyous and magical aspect of his birthdays that he looks forward to each year.
On Sairse's first birthday we were living in Olympia, Washington, where I attended Evergreen State College. The school has an organic gardening program, and the students sell their vegetables, berries, and flowers on campus all summer. My son's very first birthday garland was created courtesy of the organic garden's lovely bouquets.
The morning of his birthday I was up early. It was a sunny day, and light filled our apartment. I sat down on the kitchen floor and began sorting the flowers--big, fluffy asters--by color: pinks, purples, whites, and yellows. I trimmed their stems and carefully twined them together with florist wire and tape that I'd picked up at a craft store. The cats were ecstatic, scattering the discarded leaves and stems across the room, tossing them high into...
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