Gift #819: Lilacs

“Still grows the vivacious lilac a generation after the door and lintel and the sill are gone, unfolding its sweet-scented flowers each spring”  – Henry David Thoreau


This quote reminded me of a unique experience I had in one of my favorite Colorado mountain parks.  In spring my family would often picnic there and enjoy the lilac bushes in bloom as their flowers wafted their fragrance across the meadow.  It seemed a little out of place – lilac bushes aren’t part of the normal mountain flora of Colorado.  But a quick read on a sign nearby informs you of the history of the land and that it was a homestead for a family in the 1860s.  Like so many migrating west, this family brought plants as reminders of the home they left behind.  The house itself is long gone, just shadows and crumbles of the foundation remain… and the lilacs that they planted round the doorway.


It’s a special place – it makes me feel sad and comforted all at the same time.  And I always tend to think of it when I see lilacs.  And there’s a lot of them to see now that it’s warm and they are blooming.


I took these pictures a week or so ago and already the lilacs have fully opened their buds and I’ll need to take more pictures of them in all their glory.  The bees are enjoying them as well.   It’s such an adventure living in spring!  Every day the landscape is different – more green, more vibrant, more colorful, more alive.


Blessings to you,


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One Response to Gift #819: Lilacs

  1. Eliza Waters says:

    Ah, the scent of lilacs, pure heaven. They are definitely a hardy species, since they often outlive their human caretakers.

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