Flower of the Day
The first hyacinths have managed to make an appearance.
These always bring back memories of my childhood church torture. I recall such flowers gracing the church around Easter time. This was the time when each child received a scraggly palm frond, which we surely did not understand. I vaguely recall something about someone riding on a donkey.
Strange how the fragrance of this flower brings back memories of being coerced into clothes unsuitable for my favorite pastimes: climbing trees and playing in the dirt. I had no interest in flowers...
Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.