Growing up in the greater Boston area, we had lilacs growing in our front yard. Opening the windows on a warm Spring day brought a rush of their fragrance through the whole house, enhanced by cuttings in a big brass pot.
Returning to Boston after grad school, visiting the lilacs at the Arnold Arboretum in May became a tradition. Glad you have discovered the joys of that magical place which many natives are shockingly unaware of.
Congrats on your lilac sonnet, Ramya. Well crafted! 👏
Ramya,Thank You for this great Ode to Lilacs...my favorite flower.Their beauty,their scent...when I lived in Chicago they were everywhere I walked; I couldn't get enough of them! I miss them so much-where I live now they don't grow...too hot.No Lily-of-the-Valley or beautiful maple trees,either. "Making poetry out of a bit of moonlight"...love that.Thanks again for sharing,your piece made my week...💜
Beautiful post - what’s not to love about lilacs?
Thank you, Mike, I quite agree!
"Lilac in me because I am New England,
Because my roots are in it"
Growing up in the greater Boston area, we had lilacs growing in our front yard. Opening the windows on a warm Spring day brought a rush of their fragrance through the whole house, enhanced by cuttings in a big brass pot.
Returning to Boston after grad school, visiting the lilacs at the Arnold Arboretum in May became a tradition. Glad you have discovered the joys of that magical place which many natives are shockingly unaware of.
Congrats on your lilac sonnet, Ramya. Well crafted! 👏
Ramya,Thank You for this great Ode to Lilacs...my favorite flower.Their beauty,their scent...when I lived in Chicago they were everywhere I walked; I couldn't get enough of them! I miss them so much-where I live now they don't grow...too hot.No Lily-of-the-Valley or beautiful maple trees,either. "Making poetry out of a bit of moonlight"...love that.Thanks again for sharing,your piece made my week...💜
Lilacs and lily of the valley ... two of my favorite fragrances!