The plants made it through the couple of very cold mornings we had last week. Only two of my hydrangeas have some leaves with browned edges but everything else looks fine. Even the wisteria blooms I worried over came through the cold looking alright. We have a couple more days of cold weather coming in Tuesday and Wednesday and I am hoping everything makes it through these two days as well.
The Old Fashioned Lilacs shrubs were grow from starts from bushes that were my Grandma’s or “Nanny” as we grandchildren called her. The two little starts have now grown into very large round and tall bushes out on the bank by the road where they have been all these years. They have made it through droughts, rain soaked seasons and even ice storms that have broken them down. They now look so pretty flowering with the backdrop of the neighbors white flowering trees across the road from them.
The breezes of the wind carries the fragrance to us when we our outside and it smells divine. And the butterflies and bees flutter from bloom to bloom round the two bushes.
Every spring when they start to bloom I generally write a post about them so if you have heard it all before please excuse me.
She has been gone now for thirty five years and every time I look at them they remind me of her and of the gentle and kind woman that she was.
She helped to raise her brothers and sisters after their mother died. She knew the heartaches of life with losing a son and she had a hard life as a farmers wife and having to make things stretch to keep the family in food and clothes. She use to make me pretty little dresses from feed sack material like the one above. We grandchildren were at her home more than we were at our own homes when we were growing up. And although we must have been underfoot so many times she never said a word or sent us back home. LOL!
In fact I never remember hearing any unkind words or gossip come out of her mouth.
So when I look at these two old, large Lilac bushes they always bring a smile to my face and gladness to my heart. And so many times my mind drifts back to childhood days.
Some pass along plants are irreplaceable.
Do you have a plant that is irreplaceable to you?