Everytime I would see a lilac tree teeming with beautiful flowers, I would always wish we had one in our garden. Lilacs are just so enthralling with those purplish colored flower and the fragrance!
So imagine my surprise when this seemingly insignificant, tall, bush-like plant we have in our backyard produced these cones filled with pretty little flowers! We’ve been in the house since last year but we didn’t get these flowers. I said to my partner “Don’t they look like lilac flowers to you?” She got all excited about it when she saw them too. I researched and true enough, they are lilacs!
My next question then was why didn’t it bloom last year? Since I do the layout for our 10 Neat Things weekly e-newsletter in the office (I work for the Manitoba/Alberta/Ontario Home & Gardener magazines, lucky me!) , I remember doing a 10 Neat Things about Lilacs. It turns out lilacs don’t bloom on new branches. I remember when we moved in, the top was trimmed to be as tall as the fence. Now, we are not going to touch them till they fill up with blooms.
Maybe you have some tips for me to get more blooms from my lilac bushes?
When I woke up Sunday morning, I had a very serious conversation with myself.
Me: Get up! We need to get the garden ready for the plants!
Myself: It’s still cold!
Me: Wear a jacket! They say it’s going to get warmer later.
Myself: It’s still cold! It will always be cold! Plants don’t like cold!
Me: Get your bum off the bed and get a move on! I’ll make you a nice Filipino breakfast 🙂
Myself: I’m up! I’m hungry!
It did get warm enough to take the jacket off. And the sprouting and budding plants is enough to inspire me to get their bedding nice and cozy for them to rise from.
Summer seems to have its running shoes on and can’t wait to sprint away and pass the baton off to Fall. The weather has dramatically changed these past couple of weeks. Temperature has dropped; the nights and early mornings are considerably colder; despite the sun’s warming rays, the wind now chills the skin. And painful of all, the garden looks tired. Some of the flowering plants are past their glorious prime, though the enduring petunias and calibrachoas are still gracing me with their propitious blooms.
We’ve harvested so many tomatoes and cucumbers we’ve started giving some away, not really knowing what else to do with them. Our apples are starting to turn red on the tree, another dilemma of not knowing what to do with them or how to dispose of them.
In the whole, Summer was/is great. And my first venture into gardening has been a success considering I wasn’t really a gardener to start with. It sure was a learning curb. I know now what I want, and don’t want, in my garden for next year.
Still hoping that Summer would stick around a little longer though…
Every flower in our garden is special.
I might take a liking to a particular flower because of the fullness of its bloom,
or mesmerized by the memories another would awaken in me.
But every one of them has a story to tell me, and I just love sitting in the garden to listen…