It was so poignant today that the tightly furled lilies in reception opened their petals revealing their brown ’velvety’ stamens within. Deadly on your clothes if brushed against, but beautiful on the eye and heavenly smelling.
1,461 days ago, or 4 years ago today, the most important person in my life, the lover of lilies, the lover of life stopped living.
Ten days later I bought her the last beautiful bouquet of white lilies I ever would. This photograph is especially for you, M.