The Lilacs are in Bloom Again!

With every leaf a miracle . . . and from this bush in the door-yard,
  With delicate-colour’d blossoms, and heart-shaped leaves of rich green
    A sprig with its flower, I break.

Walt Whitman,
        When Lilacs Last in the Door-Yard Bloom’d
         (III, Leaves of Grass) 
Ah – Spring!
My lilac bush is blooming in all its pinky-purple clustered splendor!  And, just as our good Mr. Whitman notes – “A sprig with its flower, I break.”
I’ve a sweet little rooting vase I like to use on my kitchen window sill on occasion.  THIS is just such an occasion . . .
I am thinking of the lilac-trees,
  That shook their purple plumes,
    And when the sash was open,
      Shed fragrance through the room.
Mrs. Anna S. Stephens 
The Old Apple-Tree  
Lilacs have always been my favorite flower.  I keep mounds of silk renditions of the bloom for interior decor. Though I can’t get enough of their billowy shape and color, to have too much of their strong fragrance about the house intoxicates my sinuses.  I am miserable in close quarters with the real deal.
But, a wee sprig and blossom, I daresay, I can handle.
The lilac spread
  Odorous essence.
Jean Ingelow
  Laurance (pt. III)   
I remember the grand tree of a lilac bush in grandma’s backyard!  That is where I met this flower first.  
How I loved to cup my little hands over the bulbous bloom and bury my face in its collective of quartered pink florets!
And, what a treat when grandpa would clip a few stems for me to take home!  Alas, though, both my father and I suffered from allergies so my treasured bouquet would be relegated to the porch. 
After being in the family since 1937, grandma and grandpa’s house finally sold last week – and a new family, so many decades later, will joy in the lilac fruits of my grandparent’s luscious garden of old. 
Still grows the vivacious lilac a generation after the door and lintel and the sill are gone, unfolding its sweet-scented flowers each spring, to be plucked by the musing traveller; planted and tended once by children’s hands, in front-yard plots,–now standing by wall-sides in retired pastures, and giving place to new-rising forests; the last of that strip, sole survivor of that family.”
Henry David Thoreau

Bittersweet, that.  And, the fact that the lilac bush’s glory is so fleeting!  Here today . . . crumpled and brown tomorrow.

Ah . . . but, for Spring in its season . . .

The promises of the Lord – and lilacs yet to come – are sure! 

Sharing Lilacs in Bloom Again with:

 Beverly on Pink Saturday at How Sweet the Sound. 

Thank you – Abby at Little Birdie Blessings – for your sweet vintage lilac postcard images! 

About Miss Kathy

"I teach families how to restore their God-given authority as the primary educator in their child’s life through the experience of reading together as a family. Learn how to use literature to create teachable moments, build strong minds, and bind loving hearts."

Kathryn Ross, writer, speaker, and dramatist, ignites a love of literature and learning to equip young and old towards developing a Family Literacy Lifestyle—reading together, learning together, loving together. Her works challenge families to deepen their literacy skills and grow into the greater things God has purposed for them. She’s taught in Christian and homeschool circles, trained in the Principle Approach® through the Foundation for American Christian Education. Miss Kathy owns Pageant Wagon Publishing, producing homeschool enrichment materials, devotional works, study guides, and theatrical dramas for church, school, and community production. She podcasts at and blogs at


  1. These are lovely, Kathryn…I have never seen them growing in person~ Nice quotes, too. I hear ya…I have seasonal allergies and the pollen is high with the rain we are getting. “achoo!” is right! lol

  2. Lovely lilacs Kathryn!
    I have had your pretty journal at my house this month :)) Almost done with your pages…

    Happy Pink Saturday 🙂

    Have a blessed weekend,
    Kay Ellen

  3. I can almost smell those Lilacs, Kathy! When I lived in Ohio that was the first I ever saw a lilac bush. My mother in law said when she got married they completely filled the church with lilacs from friends! (You wouldn’t have made it through the ceremony, right?) Pretty post. xo Nancy

  4. ohh I love lilacs too ! Also have them in silk so I can enjoy them all year. thanks for a lovely post …

  5. I love them as well…but they have the same effect on me! But they are so gorgeous!

  6. Love those lilacs! Your photos are fantastic and your quotes are such a pleasure to read!
    I just love the springtime and all the blossoms!
    Wasn’t it gorgeous today? I went to Cape May and the gardens were so beautiful! Have a great weekend! Linda @ Grandmalay’s Daydreams

  7. Hi Miss Kathy – ah, I can almost smell the lilacs. My trees probably won’t bloom until June. I too love them as you do, but am able to tolerate their strong fragrance. Thanks for linking the violet postcards back to me. They are lovely in this post. ~ Abby

  8. Yes it is such a sweet flower,and such lovely memories of your grand parents.

  9. Kathryn, what beautiful photo’s you have shared here today. They are so making me drool! It sounds like you need the sort of flowers that I have on my blog today for Pink Saturday. You’re not allergic to ladies nylon stockings… Are you? lol

    Thanks so much for sharing your poetic prose, you are indeed a lovely writer to read!

    Ciao Bella
    Creative Carmelina

  10. Just beautiful! I too can take in the smell! Blessings to you!

  11. What a fun visit for Pink Saturday and so full of your AND my sweet family memories. My grandparents ALSO had Lilacs and I have such wonderful memories of them and the flowers. Thanks for a lovely time. By the by, it’s also the week for the Ultimate Blog Party and I’ve found a few more grandmothers online. Do pop over for a visit. 🙂 Have a blessed week.

  12. All of the pictures are glorious!! I could imagine the smell so clearly!! I cant wait till they bllom here in NY 😀
    Blessings and Hugs, Linnie

  13. Hi Kathy,
    I too,am allergic to the perfume of lilacs..and other flowers.But…I love all flowers and I think lilacs are so delicate and lovely. how sad to see your grandparents house sold.
    I love the picture of the lilac shoe
    God Bless
    Barb from Australia

  14. Oh Kathryn, I also love the sweet fragrance of the lilac bush, but have to admire them from several feet away because of allergies. The poem by Henry David Thoreau reminds me of so many old homeplaces left abandoned, but the flowers still bloom brilliantly during the Spring and Summer.


    I can almost smell them all the way here in California!

    Loved your walk down Memory Lane – so sweet.


  16. Your pictures show all the beauty that the Lilacs give. Only if your blog gave off the wonderful perfume.
    Looking forward to when ours bloom.

  17. I’m insanely busy right now, but I wanted to stop by because my current busyness made me think of YOU. It would be right up your alley (little historical monologue in costume.) I wish you could come and do it for me.

    Anyway, I love this post because the lilac is one of my favorite flowers in the whole world. We had them growing at our home in Massachusetts when I was a little girl. I used to love to run under them and let them hit my face because I love the fragrance.

    If they will let you, I think you should take a sampling from your grandparents’ house and plant it at your own. My mom carried some from that home all the way to Georgia. It took several years, but they finally bloomed. Unfortunately, they didn’t survive the recent (and someone ongoing) drought.

  18. Oh thank you for the lovely photos of lilacs. I am from upstate NY, although have been in Florida almost half my life by now. I still miss the lilacs. Also I may be reading between the lines but the mention of the selling of your grandparents lovely home with the lilac bushes would appear to be a sadness way down deep in your heart. If so, I can understand. My parents were given the lot next to my grandparents home for their wedding gift. My grandfather died very young at 56, but my grandmother lived there, then with us and my uncle and his family moved, until their son had to sell it as part of his divorce settlement. New people moved in and my parents put a fence between the “common driveway that went up between both back yards”. My parents adjusted, like their neighbors and life went on. I always thought as an only child that one day I would go home to NY and live in my parents home again, but as life has it that did not work out and I had to sell my parents home. While I know life goes on and houses and such will disappear and be forgotten when we meet HIM in glory, it still makes me a tad sad that my hubby and I never were able to live in my childhood home and have our grands come and visit etc etc. So am wondering if you feel a similiar sadness. Having said that, again, I thank you for the beautiful photos. My hubby has allergies so most likely the beautiful lilacs up there would be off limits inside too. Blessings.

  19. Those are very pretty…I don’t know if I have seen them much in Texas…or else not around me…but they are really pretty.

    Oh the sale of a family home..yes, bittersweet. One time I stopped by what had been my grandmother’s place, they had torn down her home, but the trees were the same. I asked the new owners if I could just walk on the yard…they said yes, and I stood there with all my memories under the wonderful pecan trees…yes, time goes forward, and so it is bitter sweet

  20. Lovely, Kathy! Gorgeous pictures and verse. I’m glad I don’t have an allergy to lilacs for I truly love them!


  21. Oh I love lilacs too, but not just because they’re pretty….I LOVE their beautiful aroma! “Plant a lilac bush” is now on my “to do” list!

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