Every other day I seem to declare my love for a new favourite flower. Today it's heliotrope.
I'm told that the variety growing in our garden is as old as dirt.
I come from a long line of women who invite friends over for tea and then hand them a packet of heirloom seeds or bulbs or cuttings at the end of the visit. It's another way of saying I will not forget you.
That's a lovely tradition!
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