Returning home from a clergy spouse conference in this lovely diocese this past Saturday evening, I found a lilac branch waiting for me at the door. The gift-giver knew I was entranced by them here - a different variety than grows in California. What a treasure to find, after being consumed by lilac envy all the way home, mental scouring the yard to come up with possible sites for the myriad bushes I yearned to possess.They grow big here. I suppose I would tire of a wall of them across the back...perhaps punctuated with a tribe of astonishingly beautiful redbuds...and a few of whatever graceful white blooming trees I see paired with them in front of the corner house down the street...and the many pictures I could take of pond wildlife, filtered through lilac light.
Or maybe not.
Many thanks, Sarah!
