Friday
May082009
More signs of hope from my mother's garden
Friday, May 8, 2009
I love it when the lilacs burst open and I am always sad when the leaves fall and flutter away too soon. The distinct perfume fades and that brief bit of spring is over. Before all that, there is the happy anticipation of how beautiful the back of my parents' yard will look and smell when it is all purple and pretty.
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