*****LIFE'S A GARDEN*****
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Wednesday, March 28, 2012
I adore Lilacs. When I was little, my grandparents bought an old farm that had a lot of Lilac bushes of every colour. In the spring the smell was like heaven. We picked armfulls of them and put them all over the house.
I would surprise my Grandmother with a bunch of them on a tray with her coffee and toast on Sunday mornings.
Living in the country it is such a joy in the spring to see the Lilac bushes tumbling over fences or just sitting proudly in a yard or by the roadside. The colours are so beautiful. Every shade of purple, mauve, white and pink.
Is there anything prettier on a spring day than a vase of lilacs on your table. The story of the Lilac is as lovely as the flower itself.
In Greek Mythology the beautiful nymph Syringa ( the botanical name of the lilac) was in the woods one day when she was spotted by Pan. He was so captivated by her beauty that he chased her. She became frightened and turned herself into an aromatic flowering bush, the Lilac.
I adore the deep purple Lilacs. The purple shades mean emotions of love while the white shades are for innocence.
Whatever the colour Lilacs have always meant Spring to me. They signal it is time to open the windows and let that delicous smell wash over the house.
I am proud of my Canadian, Norwegian and British heritage, it greatly influences my art and the way I decorate my 235 year old farmhouse. I am a vegan earth mother living in Canada. My passion is my family, my furry darlings and my art. I do all that I can for the welfare of all creatures great and small. I live a life that I fill with magic, blessings and bliss for myself and my loved ones.