When my parents married they moved into a six unit apartment building.
On the first floor
The landlord and his wife were just across the hall
And became friends with my parents.
It was a small apartment.
Living room, dining room, kitchen,
one bedroom and bath
The bedroom was on the back and had
double windows on two sides.
Under one of those sets of windows was a lilac bush.
And old fashioned lilac.
My first night at home (and many others)
was spent in that bedroom
And my first spring, the lilac bloomed
And the fragrance of those lilacs
wafted into the room
My parents spent the first ten years of their marriage
in that apartment
But with the coming of my little brother,
a one bedroom was too small
So they bought a house across the street!
And that spring, a "start" of the lilac
also moved across the street!
And when they moved a few years later
to a house in another area of the city,
a "start" of the lilac came with them.
And when my mother passed away,
I brought a start of the lilac home with me.
And the very next year, the lilac bloomed
It was a sign, I've always believed, that mother was happy
that her lilac had moved to our little town on the prairie.
Last year, was a non-lilac year!
Each of my bushes had one or two blooms.
This year they're covered!
It's definitely a lilac year.
Mother's lilac is an old fashioned light purple variety
But the fragrance is out of this world!
In fact, when I go out the back door, the heady scent of lilacs are almost overpowering.
I always keep Mother's Lilac in a vase all to itself.
It made a darling Easter bouquet today
And underneath is my Grandmother's crochet tablecloth.
It's sort of a family table!
The lilac, this spring, will travel North, where Daughter Sarah
and her Lucy will plant a start.
What a nice tradition!
That is a great memory and tradition. Beautiful!
You are so fortunate to have such a lovely plant legacy to pass down to your daughter and granddaughter. It will be another few weeks before our lilac blooms outside the dining room window.
I have some old family plants that I cherish and have passed on to my children. It is a great thing to do.
Oh, I love this story! What a treasure full of memories.
I just love old-fashioned lilacs and yours is so special. Some have more fragrance than others. We have a very old one in our yard, but I have to stick my nose up close to enjoy that amazing scent. I hadn't thought about taking starts and starting new ones. Now I will look in the neighborhood for one that has more fragrance and see if I can get a start. Good idea!
I loved this story of your Mother's lilac, dear friend! May the Tradition continue!
So glad you were able to bring a start with you on each move. My sister and mom did that with a hydrangea.
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