“The lilac branches are bowed under the weight of the flowers: blooming is hard, and the most important thing is – to bloom.”
― Yevgeny Zamyatin
It’s hard to believe that May is almost over. It seemed a long time coming and has passed all too quickly. I also tend to measure time in familiar events. An example is tied directly to lilacs. When my wife and I married twenty-six years ago, we waited anxiously, hoping that the lilacs and lily of the valley would be blooming. Plans had been made to incorporate white lilacs from her family’s home farm into our decorations, as well as her bouquet. So, we waited, as a cooler than normal spring passed and finally warmed, producing both lilacs and lily of the valley, just in time for our wedding.
This year followed a very similar pattern, and on our anniversary date, a few hearty lilacs where blooming, as well as a lesser number of lily of the valley. I can also recall the roadsides virtually festooned with lilacs as we drove south to Vermont for our honeymoon. It brings a smile to my face as I see the roads once more adorned with these beautiful, fragrant bushes and think back fondly to when we started out on this journey together. All is as it should be and every year brings a promise renewed.
Tamron SP AF 90mm f/2.8 Di Macro 1:1 (272ENII)@90mm
2.0 sec, f/36.0 ISO 100
High Resolution image on 500px