In her garden, Lori’s got the white spring flower that the English have given the very complicated name lily of the valley (or as us Swedes call them: liljekonvaljer). They smell like heaven.
I guess the forest between Skaprnäck and Bagarmossen are full of them now, too. In primary school, I used to pick a bouquet of them as a gift to my teacher on the last day of school.
I’m too old for that now. Not to mention that I am in Canada, one ocean and one continent away.
Katja Malmborg 