Spring was kind of dithering around, deciding whether it wanted to show up or not, until this weekend, when we had some awesome thunderstorms. Now everything is green, everyone’s lawn needs to be mowed, and everyone’s lilacs are blooming.
Lilacs are the best thing about spring. The different hues of purple wave in the breeze in almost every yard as I drive past. And then I get home and glare at the nearest lilac bush, which is in our neighbor’s yard. It has not bloomed yet. “Come on!” I admonished it recently. “Get going! Everybody else has lilacs! Lazy bush.”
I’m excited about spring, and I’m excited about lilacs. And I’ll be even more excited when the lazy lilacs next door decide to start blooming, too!