These are the buds on my 'Twisted Lilac Redbud'. We planted it last June. I have been waiting an entire year for it to bloom. Please, Please bloom little tree.
Then I noted early one cold May evening, she began to open the edges of her blooms under the light of a distant moon.
Then I noted early one cold May evening, she began to open the edges of her blooms under the light of a distant moon.
And the next day she burst into bloom. Thank you little tree, you were worth the wait.
The Saturday before Mother's Day we accompanied friends to the Tulip Festival at Thanksgiving point. It was warm and sunny and the company was delightful and the tulips were amazing. The buds above are lilacs. They bloomed this last week. I'll add a picture if I find a friendly lilac bush.
This picture now graces my computer background. Click on it to get a close-up. I love all the color striations in it. They look like brush-strokes.
Exactly as I felt it - the skeletal traces against the sky didn't change and didn't change. I was convinced that half our trees had actually died. Then suddenly, I woke and the leaves, bare nubs so far above the ground had unfurled and were blocking the sky, so that the sun came down through them like day strained through the stained glass of great windows. All of sudden. Just like that. Amazing. Breath taking. Hope.
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