I am so pleased with my flowers for book club. Keeping up with tradition, I couldn’t resist scouring the back yard for some flowers, and alas! Bleeding hearts! Lilacs! Ferns! And trilliums!?
I know you are never supposed to pick trilliums or they won’t reseed, but I’ve wanted to pick a trillium since I was a little girl. My mother forbid this. As I haven’t shied away from “trouble” lately, I did it. Picked trilliums. Don’t tell my mom!