Spokane is called the Lilac City for a very good reason–soon, we’ll be absolutely swamped with the purple, white or sometimes pink blossoms, and the scent is as heavenly as the sight. We love them so much, as a community, that we throw a parade to celebrate, and elect a Lilac Queen and court!
I have two bushes growing in my yard, one purple, one white. I love to display them on the kitchen table, in either a Mason jar or a pitcher with a few strategic chips, for that shabby chic/country French look. Though their season is too brief to suit me, like peonies, we have them in profusion for a while, and that is a glorious time.
The daffodils are budding out, too–YES! Very soon, I’ll be reporting that they’ve bloomed. I don’t think the tulips are far behind, and touring the yard this morning, I noted new growth on the lilac bushes, the roses, and the peonies, as well. Jeremy has moved some of the seedlings from the grow-light shelves in the garage to the teeny-tiny greenhouse out between the barn and the shop, and I’m looking forward to planting them, though of course it’s still way too early. Around here, Mother’s Day weekend seems to be the ideal time for setting out plants. When I think of those tomatoes, my mouth waters.
One of you suggested I offer some of my soaps as contest prizes–I’d love to do that! I’ll have to check out the legal side, though. Make sure I wouldn’t get into trouble if someone turned out to be allergic. Yikes. Modern life is complicated, isn’t it? Speaking of that, the renovations continue–and who would have thought it would be so difficult to find a chrome faucet set, with sprayer, for my new bathtub? I had to order online–ditto the chandelier for entry way. But when the chandelier arrives and is installed (a whole OTHER kettle of fish), it will be so beautiful and such an improvement over the fixture there now. (It’s too high to clean easily, and we’re down to one bulb.) Ergo, we’re putting longer cord on this one–let there be light!
Well, it’s a writing day, so I’d better stop chatting away and get back to work, my friends.
Thank you for being you.