Keito, female Blue Headed Pionus.
Mom’s chocolate stash uncovered, I’m going to hold the chocolate for ransom until I get my almond! Seriously mom, the kitchen linen drawer is NOT the place to hide anything that decadent… maybe try the livingroom behind the dusty books 🙂
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.
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