As a
child, I lived in Norway and I clearly remember the lilac season. Coming, at
the time, from Texas, I had never seen such a beautiful flower, and I fell in
love with them. But, Norway was special—the lilacs there were these huge bushes
that were as tall as trees; the flower itself was majestic and full. I have
never seen lilacs like that again…until I visited Vermont in the spring.
The lilacs
were gorgeous everywhere we went. These were taken after a rain storm.
These lilacs were photographed in the early morning hours, as the sun was rising.
Of course,
the lilacs were not the only flowers in bloom. There were fields of dandelions
and flowering trees—if you look closely, you can see a bee collecting pollen
(or is it nectar?).
We usually
woke to a misty morning, which would burn off by the time the sun was up. As
the sun rose, the birds woke up as well. It made for a beautiful (and scenic) morning.
Morning
dew.
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