While I was dealing with the Dubious Dahlias, I could not help but notice the burgeoning lawnful of Lillies of the Valley. Even though about half of them were removed last year as casualties of the major tree root-removal undertaking, there must be thousands of them pushing up and promising delivery of the most fragrant flowers ever. I love sitting on the step when they're in bloom. I've enjoyed doing that ever since my mother gave me some from her flower garden, about half a dozen or so. A long time ago.
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