Growing up my mother would take us on "floral expeditions" each Spring. Sometimes it was to a floral show, or a garden cutting display at a local church, but mainly it was in search of hillsides or open fields festooned with color. My brother could only be convinced to come if the adventure included a stream that he could sail a paper boat in and of course slosh around in his boots. There is something intoxicating in the smell of damp grass warmed by sunshine and it's no small pleasure to end with a picnic lunch. Country Life Magazine recently showcased "A Simple Guide to the Wildflowers of Britain" and those wonderful memories came flooding back. I just had to share it with you. Who knows, maybe it will inspire a floral adventure of your own. Enjoy!
