At the beginning of April, I noticed some trillium flowers peeking out from behind a cedar tree on my neighbourhood forest path. I was struck by the unique 3-leaved, 3-sepaled, 3-petaled shape of this flower, and felt happy to have noticed the white blooms amongst the other green things that were sprouting from the earth.
This flower is unique in that it starts off as white and quickly turns pink:
As I was walking by the trillium patch today, I suddenly realized that I couldn't see them anymore. Upon more careful inspection, I realized that the flowers had shrivelled away, and the outer leaves now fringed skeletons of the petals that they once displayed so proudly. I wanted to commemorate the seasonal passing of trillium in a blog post, and let the memory of these flowers be a gentle reminder to watch the forest mindfully lest we miss something fleeting and beautiful.