I have just a few lily-of-the-valley plants growing on my patio. I carefully pick them and bring them in to enjoy their heady fragrance. They make me think of my mother, gone these many years, who was born on May 6 and loved these dainty flowers so much she carried them in her wedding bouquet on May 13 twenty years later.
Ohhh- this is so sweet! I am a May baby too- and have the same affection for the Lily of the Valley. A friend had so many a few years ago so she had me take some to transplant and this year they have really multiplied. I can't wait until they bloom. What a precious memory of your mother- and they must have looked so pretty in a wedding bouquet. Sweet shot!
