Fresh-Air High

Picture is slightly more pink than my eye sees it on the bush

My soul expanded so fast I nearly lost consciousness.  That's what a breath of 60 degree, exquisitely-fresh air on a spring, pure-blue-sky morning does to me.  Add to it the intoxicating fragrance of these lilac blossoms, and I'm high on life for the next two days.

Do you know the type of lilac?  Leaves are about 2 1/4" long.

What is bringing me back to earth (occasionally) is wondering what type of lilac this is.  The flowers are small--the trumpet part is 5/8" long, four petals that extend 1/4" across with a hint of pinkish purple before the flower opens.  After it opens, the flower is off-white with only the slightest suggestion of the pink/purple of its youth and with the most dazzling fragrance in the garden.  One tiny spray of this lilac will soon sweeten a good size room and slowly love the whole house into heaven.

I don't need to know its name to love it with all my heart.

There are other Things I get to do today besides breathe and be carried away by bliss, so I touch earth from time to time. I'm certain that on a scale of one to ten, however,  today I'm a 12. Find yourself a flower to smell.  Dance with it to heaven.

The Whole is Greater

Pink cherry and lilac from the neighbors 

Sometimes two plus two equals five or nine or more.  When some of the parts are shared from neighbors and friends, the end result is beyond words.  So I gathered and combined flowers the other day until I was in a state of bliss. Truly the whole was greater than the sum of the parts.  But then flowers never did do the math.

Gathered from the yard

Two bunches of roses and a few accent color flowers were purchased for the arranging of Things I get to do today.  Cardoon leaves, calendula in yellow and orange,  lilly of the valley, tulips were from my yard. Pink cherry blossoms and white lilacs are from the neighbors.  What a gift!