The smell of lilacs

One of the most anticipated events of spring is the blooming of lilacs.  Although their bloom time is short it is one that is noticeable throughout our area.  All along the alleys, highways, and even interstates, lilacs are used as buffers to noise.  They can grow to be huge bushes, towering way over the houses, with their blooms stretching upwards into the sky.  We took our canoe out for a short paddle and fishing adventure one evening this past week.  By the time we returned to the house the sun had set and the night had become very still.  The air temperature was warm and moist from the rains of earlier in the day.  As we unloaded our canoe and gear we were surrounded by the sweet smell of the lilacs that was lingering in the night air.  It was delightful and memorable, and I made a point to cut some of the lilacs to bring into the house, trying to extend the time and appreciation of their short-lived spring scent.

Spring is here

With a delightful flourish spring is here!  The past week has been a roller coaster of temperatures, from 39 degrees to 88 degrees, from sun to rain, from thunderstorms and peach-colored skies to clouds of gray.  You name it, we’ve had it, including reports of snow flurries mixed in with the rain of yesterday.  All this moisture with intervals of heat and sun have caused the trees to leaf out, tulips to bloom, lilacs to blossom.  Such a great amount of activity packed into a short time-frame.  When I lived in the Pacific Northwest spring lasted from February through June — probably the longest season of the year.  Now that I’m in Minnesota our spring seems to be anywhere from two weeks to a month long.  We linger in winter, jump through spring and straight into summer.  Our spring days are presently filled with the sounds of birds chirping and lawn mowers being started.  Neighbors are getting reacquainted after the cold winter.   People are walking, running, biking – anything to be outside.  Our backyard has become filled with color — green leaves and grass, yellow and red tulips, and the deep burgundy of the new peony shoots.  It’s a joy to be outside to take it all in.

An amazing and beautiful Twin Cities garden

Last year I had the most delightful opportunity to photograph a Twin Cities garden that was brimming with iris, hostas, peonies, and other flowers and plants.  Patti and Lloyd Weber put all their love of gardening into their yard and garden beds, and the end result is a delightful respite of color and beauty.  With numerous gardens throughout their yard it was a challenge as a photographer to capture each one.  The “Parents and Grandparents Garden” has shrubs and flowers that have been passed down through the families, or ones they remember their relatives tending.  The “Grandchildrens Garden” has round stepping-stones with each child’s footprint and name.  The “Fairy Garden” is a delightful miniature garden with a sign reminding one to “Believe.”  There’s even a “Hosta Hospital” where Lloyd cares for those plants needing a bit more TLC before going back into the main gardens.  Everywhere I looked there was something to catch and delight my eye and cause me to slow down and capture the photograph.  I visited the Webers many times last year and each time there was something new to see and photograph.  It was a challenge to narrow down my submission images for the feature article that has just been published in the May/June issue of Northern Gardener Magazine.  The iris on the cover shown here is “Orangutan Orange” and is one of over 100 different iris that grace their gardens.  If you’re in the Minnesota area pick up a copy of the magazine and enjoy the beauty of the Webers’ gardens, their personalities, and their passions that are featured in the article.  Northern Gardener Magazine is published by the Minnesota State Horticultural Society.  For more information, please check their website at www.northerngardener.org.

Yellow of spring

The one color that sums up everything about spring is yellow.  It’s the color of sunshine, the color of warmth, and the color of daffodils.  These bright flowers shine with color and promise and brighten any day.  Although we don’t have daffodils blooming outside just yet,  I was fortunate to find these lovely blooms at the McNeely Conservatory in Como Park.  They speak to me of warmer temperatures, the end of winter, the hope of spring, and the promise of summer.

Something other than winter

It is snowing now as I write this, and with the prospect of snow on four of the next five days, I just couldn’t bring myself to post another photo of winter, no matter how white, peaceful, calm, and beautiful it might be.  So I went looking for something with the color of green – the color of spring and hope and warmth.  These calla lilies seemed to fit the bill, even if they do include quite a bit of white!  The gentle arches and curves of the flowers struck me as both delicate and beautiful.  And in this image their colors take on a soft wash because of the shallow depth of field with the photograph. I know spring will yet arrive, even if winter has its tight-fisted grip on us for a bit longer.