Rough night, morning lilacs
The lilac bush was planted as a consolation and memorial when my daughter's sweet little kitten died of kitty AIDS something like 20 years ago. It didn't get a lot of sunlight where we planted it over Glimmer, it was not until it grew tall enough to catch sufficient sunlight that it began to bloom. This year, I saw the first blossoms--unexpected in this dreary, chilly, rainy spring--from the vantage of the loft bed window, in the Hutch, as the motorhome has come to be called, sitting in the... Sign in to see full entry.