Nothing is more wistful than the scent of lilac, nor more robust than its woody stalk,  for we must remember that it is a tree as well as a flower…

Lilacs are nowhere to be found in the tropics.  They are the one flower I missed the most when I moved from New England.  Growing up, we had a beautiful Lilac tree growing by the walkway near the kitchen door.  Whenever you went outside that way, you immediately were hit with the scent of the blossoms… and you knew it was spring.  When I bought my first house, I made sure to plant several Lilac trees in my backyard so my baby daughter and I could enjoy them.  Sadly, I had to leave them behind when I moved to Florida.

Now that I live here in the mountains, Lilacs are once again a part of my life.  Refound happiness.