Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Inhaling lilacs

We arrived this past Saturday in Rockport with temperatures in the 90's!  
In the 90's!
You would have thought we were in Florida.

 But things have settled back to normal and temps are now pleasant again.
A bit chilly in the mornings as Maine should be, warming up to 
the mid-70's by afternoon.

 I have filled my bird feeders and it only took a few days for feathered friends to discover them.
Yesterday, I planted a dozen or so hostas (love love love hostas), potted some flowers,
weeded, or rather began to weed, my rock garden,
took a bike ride, 
and even squeezed in some photo time.
Of dinghies.  Dinghies, dinghies, everywhere.
The older, the better character they display.
Sort of like us.

 The lupines are blooming and they are gorgeous. 

As are the lilacs.  
For the first time in my adult life, I finally have a lilac bush.
Its fragrance fills my senses with warm memories
of childhood on my grandparent's farm.

Better wrap up for now.  There is a huge to-do list 
waiting for my attention.

And all I really want to do is inhale lilacs!