I was delighted to find a forest floor covered in my favorite flowers. They are so small with such a strong sweet fragrance. Inhale...swoon. I brought back one stem of the little bells, but went back for a few more.
Posters are hanging in the boulangerie for bal de muguet a few towns over on the last day of April, and I've found out that it is French tradition, also celebrating Labor Day, to pick lily of the valley and give the sweet little bouquet to someone you love: a sign of the beginning of spring and the return of happiness. What a beautiful thought.
