Life in a big city brings out the lilac lust in me

I am breathing a sigh of relief. The season of my temptation is nearly done and I leave it with almost a clear conscience. I have pinched but one wee lilac blossom. Sadly, as is the case with most crimes and misdemeanors, my petty thievery did little to assuage my obsession. While I only broke … Continue reading Life in a big city brings out the lilac lust in me

A trillium welcome to you, too

This past weekend, somewhere between Cambridge and Paris, a trillium waved a white-gloved hand in my direction. And yes, it caught my attention. I’ve likely caught yours, too, tossing off place names that conjure up images of old stone and ivied walls, of cobbled streets and majestic arches. Before you begin hearing the swish of … Continue reading A trillium welcome to you, too