My husband and I have been married 42 years. Since we both grew up with lilacs in our mothers’ yards, we wanted them in our yard for our children.
Almost every place we lived, I tried to grow us a lilac bush.
I had little success, which surprises most people, since they are an easy-going plant. We’ve moved about 15 times, so we left a wide wake of surprised friends.
We’ve settled in, where we now live. On this property, which has amazingly elevated, rocky soil, are four lilac bushes: a pink, a French blue, a white, and a wild purple. They bloom. They grow. They survive drought. We can hardly believe it!
The fragrance is the stuff of dreams.