Rain.
This May has been exceptionally beautiful, with a profusion of blossoms and warmth. Living in a village now, we reap the benefits of lingering outdoors in the evenings, with no black flies gnawing our bare skin.
In this vaccinated world, a headiness rears, too. My daughters are suddenly gone, this way and that, one grown up, the other nearly so.
In the evening, I sit on the covered back porch, breathing in the scents of lilacs and rain.
The drama of spring unfolds around all of us, blessedly so, this year.
Stony Soil Vermont 
I’m enjoying my lilacs as well. They are so fleeting…
Yes! And good to meet you, Brett Ann.
Likewise!
I think blossoms have been spectacular this year. Even tulips seemed to last a month (well, not quite) such a bounty of lilacs (finished here, I’m afraid) and now we’re on to iris. And yes – the girl here is also moving beyond boundaries venturing into the city for a weekend – something we couldn’t imagine a month or two ago.
Such an opening up of the world. It’s heady, all the way around. Enjoy your irises!