Right when I’d written off this year’s crop of lilac blooms as a bust, the backyard trees burst into bloom thanks to a heavy soaking of rain a few days ago. In the early morning, I went out to take a few photos, and it turned out to be the only part of the day that didn’t have rain. The lilacs seemed to know this, bowing their heads and biding their time until their long and lengthy thirst-quenching drink arrived to fill the rest of the day. While we needed the rain, I longed for riding into the sun…
Here’s a musical moment while we wait out the rain, courtesy of The Velvet Underground – a vibe perfectly-suited for a rainy day, the magical perfume of the lilacs, and a lazy spring.
Beneath the lilacs, the ostrich ferns unfurled their fronds, and a blanket of lily-of-the-valley began emitting its own scent profile, lower on the wind.
An enchanting moment in the garden, if ever there was one – a moment captured right before the rain, before the rain was right.
