She loved a talcum powder called Lilacs and Roses.
Our house also came with a climbing rose that our one neighbor told us was possibly 50 years old, but it is now in rose heaven. But we still have the lilac.
So, last week, I took some of these lilacs and did a little experiment in using kitty litter to dry lilacs so I can use them later in potpourri. I also am drying some lilies of the valley which will be ready (if it works) later this week.
Once more, I let the scent of lilacs, bring me back, bring me back to the 1960's....
I escaped, and gradually made my way to a little house in an upstate New York village, free to pursue my life and my lilacs.
Today would have been my mother's birthday. She couldn't have lilacs but she grew beautiful geraniums. Now, I grow geraniums in my garden, too.
I've been staring at the screen, wondering how to end this post. Maybe I'll just end it here, and say, happy birthday in Heaven, Mom.
Hi Alana - love the lilacs ... it's interesting isn't it - it was one of the flowers my mother did not like - but she was a brilliant gardener. I hope the drying out works for you ... take care and stay safe - Hilary
ReplyDeleteWe have a white lilac right outside my bedroom window. One of the first signs of spring. Love it.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful flowers! Love how our dear ones live on in such simple memories :)
ReplyDeleteWe had a large lilac in our yard when I was growing up. When it was in bloom, the scent was heavenly. I can't grow lilacs here - too hot and humid - but I've found substitutes.
ReplyDeleteLilacs are my favourites! This is the first house we've lived in that will allow me to explore that passion. Thus I have my first, ever, lilac hedge!
ReplyDeleteGladiolas are what bring my mom back to me. Isn't it wonderful to associate flowers with our mamas?
I too have one lilac that came with the house. It's dying though, eaten from the inside out by shelf fungus. I'm told it's just part of nature decomposing it. Every spring I think will be its last. There is a rose too, an old lilac one. It's hanging in. Sometimes I want them both to be done, so I can plant something new!
ReplyDeleteMy mother had a rose garden. My father was the gardener, but she tended her roses in the area called the "Sun Trap." She'd lay on her lounge every afternoon, before the days when we stayed out of the sun! She had the old ones, Tropicana, World's Fair Salute, Picture. I liked Picture best. (You know how hard it is to find a PICTURE of a rose named PICTURE? All I get are PICTURES of roses!)
Glad you have your lilacs.
ReplyDeleteWe never had lilac growing up. My mother was horribly alergic to them and she would get nose bleeds from them
ReplyDeleteI grew up in an old farm house (100+yrs) with a monster lilac bush beneath my upstairs window. I could almost reach out and pick one.
ReplyDeleteLove your photos.
I grew up with lilac trees lining our driveway. Purple, pink and white ones. They were usually in full bloom on my birthday so they remain my favorite flower. My mom loved hydrangeas and added them to our garden in every color. She recently passed away and yesterday was her birthday. This is is so timley because I vowed to add them to my property too.
ReplyDeleteI had no idea there were yellow lilacs. What a nice way to remember your mother.
ReplyDeleteSo pretty! I'll bet they smell heavenly.
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