One of the best things about May is that this is the month our lilac bushes bloom. Not every year, mind you, because for some reason they tend to skip a year every couple of years, forcing me to wait for them to return the following year. This year though, both our bushes bloomed.
This afternoon I cut the first two bouquets from the bushes. The bushes are loaded with partially bloomed lilacs, but I managed to find two vasefuls of fully open lilacs. One for my neighbor Karen who absolutely loves lilacs, and the other for Grace.
I’m glad I cut them today because frost is predicted for tonight which might brown all the remaining. Thankfully the house will protect the ones I cut, filling the great room with the sweet scent that only comes round once a year, if I’m lucky, and for this I am — Simply Grateful.