"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, “Walden”~~
I do believe the lilacs this year are more fragrant than in years’ past. The scent drifts about on the breeze and reaches me in even the farthest corners of our yard. We have two bushes – one with pale lavender flowers and the other with blooms the color of amethyst. Both bushes are heavily laden and after yesterday’s rain showers were so bowed down with the weight of their drenched blooms that I worried their branches might break. Thankfully, they did not. I bring them in by the armful, filling my old ironstone and transferware pitchers, and still the bushes do not look at all bereft! The blooms are a precious gift, although they last only a day or so once cut. Even a single panicle, laid on the table, will fill the room with the sweetest fragrance. Heaven!
"Just now the lilac is in bloom
All before my little room;
And in my flower-beds, I think,
Smile the carnation and the pink;
And down the borders, well I know,
The poppy and the pansy blow..."
~~Rupert Brooke, “The Old Vicarage” (1912)~~
Early Work Mercantile...
Visit my Early Work Mercantile page where you will find a folky little pinkeep and a stitched bag, two fabric covered boxes, and one wonderful and early antique sampler!
Back to Stitching…
I promise to get back to stitching so look for a new design (or perhaps two!) next month!
Until next month, my friends...
I wish you many pleasant hours!
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"Adorn thyself with grace & truth."
~~Old Sampler Verse~~