My small potted fruit trees, hanging hoya and potted jasmine plant have all been enjoying a strong growing season on the front deck.
For as long as I can remember, lilacs have occupied a special place in my memories and appreciation of spring.
Growing up in the big city, I remember a bank of lilacs that bordered our backyard. There was a treasured swing set that was positioned parallel to the lilacs and to this very day, if I close my eyes, I can still feel myself swinging while smelling that intoxicating fragrance wafting through the warm spring breeze.
I have long since left childhood behind, but some memories, like those lilacs, remain imbedded in my mind as if I were once again swinging to and fro on that swing.
Lilacs are my spring flowering shrub, the one plant that I long to see, long to smell, and the one plant I couldn’t bear not seeing this time of year.
So in honour of this passion, I drove around Parry Sound last weekend, photographing some of the stands of lilacs that pepper the town.
I wish lilacs would bloom all season.
I had decided last week that the F.O.A.M. (flowers on a Monday) for this week would be lilacs. They are just coming into full bloom in my part of the world and their scent fills the neighborhood. I never actually realized how prevalent lilac bushes are in my neighborhood; when you’re actively looking for them […]