Now it's gardening time. This has nothing to do with quilting, except for inspiration, but I thought I'd post pictures of a gift from above. Take that to mean God or a bird, or just the wind.
When I lived in the South, lilacs were one of the flowers I missed most (daffodils were another). Colorful crepe myrtles were everywhere, and have flower clusters similar to lilacs, but they don't have that beautiful fragrance.
Last year I saw a little bush that popped up next to my garage. It had about three blossom buds that looked like lilacs, so I made sure we didn't pull it out when we put in a raised-bed herb garden. Sure enough, those couple of clusters did turn out to be lilacs, white, not very fragrant--pretty bland, actually. I have no idea where it came from.
Last year's two or three clusters were this color.
This year, the bush has grown a great deal and is covered in blossoms. Some are white, some are lilac. Not fully open, I'm not sure just how purple they'll get.
This year has been a marvelous spring for flowering tress and bushes. I've had some recent stresses in my life that the beauty of nature has helped ease a bit. This gift of a lilac that arrived in my garden I see as a sign of good days ahead. I think I have to make a lilac quilt.