I'm doing a brief spring post. I told myself I wasn't going to, but I just can't help myself.
This spring the Lilac bushes have bewitched me. White, lavender or dark purple - their color, fragrance and short-lived glory remind me of AE Housman's Loveliest of Trees.
Loveliest of Trees
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.
Now, of my threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.
And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.
-A. E. Housman