Monday, May 25, 2009
The Lilacs Waited
When I left home over a week ago, the bank of lilacs in the backyard was loaded with tight little purple buds.
They're late this year like everything else this cool and windy spring. But I choose to think they know what joy they bring to me. So they waited to unfurl their fragrant glory until I was home.
I brought some in.
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3 comments:
So beautiful, I can practically smell them. :)
The whole gosh darn world should smell like lilacs!
And wouldn't that be lovely!
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