The fragrance was divine and when confined in the greenhouse it really smacks you up along side of the head when you open the door. But after being in there for a while it seems to be less strong, just a matter of getting used to it. Out is the field it is easier to discern the differences from one lily to another. There was one I swear smelled like melon!
Actually I first met the Maks years back when I first joined PNWLS and attended meetings in Portland. But I am just another face in the crowd so doubt they remember me from one time to the next. Mr. and Mrs. were both in attendance this time; we're talking seniors here, not juniors, lol. But I have met them also, at the 30th anniversary gathering in 2006. Heck, they cooked my lunch for me. lol, lol!
