The day the first lilac blossoms tentatively opened, the girls flew into action and filled half a dozen vases in under five minutes. That same night, forecasters predicted a hard frost, and I was afraid it would kill all the blossoms like last year's snow had.
I needn't have worried.
The blossoms survived and linger still, and the heady scent of lilac creeps into every open window.
I couldn't be happier.
oh.so.lovely. I am jealous of your purples. I love the season of free flowers in every room and so happy we are FINALLY in it!
ReplyDeleteWe have an enormous bush-turned tree next to the living room window, and you're welcome to some anytime! Let me know if you need some, and I'll bring some on a Sunday.
ReplyDeletebeautiful.
ReplyDeleteI love lilacs.
H.ann(e),
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome to some cuttings, too, anytime!