My mother has an uncanny knowledge of flowers, herbs, trees and bushes. Our walks are usually peppered with exclamations like "Oh, that blue flower is Astor." or "Did you see the Jack-in-the-pulpit back there?" I love it! She also knows bits like: when you pick Stinging Nettle out of your garden you have to grab and pull it out fast, no dawdling. Anyways, maybe she can help me figure out what these papery white flowers are--they are so lovely amongst all the fall colors.
PS. A, it was so lovely to meet you this morning--I just wish we could have chatted longer before William's Drs appointment.