April comes from the Latin word aperire… It means “open up”. Just like many apple blossoms, daisies, anemones, herbal teat, hoof leaves, tulips, pentecostal flowers, poppies, forget-me-nots*, cow parsley, purple dead nettles, marsh flowers and meadowsweets. Their floral awakens in a wealthy world of colors. It smells so deceptively irresistible that it is a wonderful defeat to be seduced by it. A new season has begun! Like this book, pick it, open it, cherish it,
page by page…

* Once upon a time in the Middle Ages there was a knight and his beloved who went out walking along a river. When bending over to pick a bunch of flowers he fell by the weight of his armor and landed in the water. As he was drowning he threw the bunch of flowers to his sweetheart and called “forget me not”.

Vergeet me niet (Forget me not) has been produced in an edition of 150 hand numbered copies. It is the fifth edition in a series of special notebooks of Antalis.