I just looked it up. White lilies signify “restored innocence after death.”
If only it were that simple.
I’ll give you a trigger warning right now: this is not a pretty post. It is not a gardening post. I’m writing it for myself, really. There are violence and death, and way too much sorrow. Proceed at your own risk.
It’s that time of year when I have to step outside at least once an hour, just to keep track of what’s bloomed since the last time I checked. I don’t know how I ever find time to go to work. Continue reading
I should be honest and open with a Lack of Restraint warning right up front. Continue reading
And things had been going along so well. Continue reading
For some of us, it’s been a rough few months. Continue reading
Through no particular fault of my own, 2016 had been a difficult year; so as it finally and at long last dragged its feet to a close I decided that my dear spouse and I should treat ourselves to a ski trip. Continue reading
You know how sometimes you make a plan that seems like an excellent idea at the time and then when the time comes it seems perfectly terrible? This is how I feel just about every time I formulate a scheme that involves air travel and car rental. Then I arrive at my destination and it turns out that this was an excellent idea after all. Continue reading