I look out my kitchen window
into my back yard
which is green with lawn and moss
and the trees that line my fence.
These trees hang over into my yard.
Leaving the shadows that be.
My two Lilac brushes have tried
for almost twenty years to grow.
Each year I get my hopes up.
I think I see something.
Can it be.
Out I go, down the hill.
A few buds have formed.
Will they bloom this year ?
I have had no luck with them.
I refuse to pull them out.
I will never do that.
The shade does not like my Lilacs.
I planted two of them at out beach place.
In the sun along the fence.
We don't have the tree problem there.
We do have the deer though.
Thus, the first year, we were a bit upset.
Don't know if the purr and fur gang was.
Now, there is a not so good looking
wire fence thingy around each Lilac.
My hope is that they will forgive
and bloom like crazy this year.
Wouldn't that be nice.
I grew up with Lilacs.
And, I mean huge.
None of this maybe stuff.
I can't complain too much.
As I have those years to remember.
But, I would really like just one
to bloom and smell and bring back that magic.
Cause having Lilacs in your yard is a wondrous thing.
Just saying ...
~ JC and The Den Gang ~
Meredith Ann, Riley and Me