When we moved in to this house, almost 6 years ago, I planted 2 lilac bushes.
During that next year, Superman someone who shall remain nameless, ran the lawn mower over them. So, I the ever vigilant and protective mama that I am, put little wooden stakes next to them so that they wouldn’t be run over again, hoping against hope that they would come back next year.
Sure enough, the next year, one of them decided that it would give us a second chance. Superman Someone who shall remain nameless, somehow ran over it again. I, being the ever vigilant and protective mama that I am, gave up.
2 years ago, through sheer strength of purpose, one of them cautiously poked itself through again. I figured that it would be run over, so I didn’t even bother with a stake. Superman Someone who shall remain nameless, had learned from his wicked ways, and left it alone.
Now it is big enough to fend for itself.
It is finally blooming, and I am more than excited.
I love lilac’s.
Not only are they beautiful, but they are just so fragrant.
I am big on beauty and perfume.
I’d like to think that they came back just for me, but the reality is that they probably heard me giving Superman the one who shall remain nameless what for, and were to scared not to come back.