The joy path

The time for lilacs is fleeting.

If tulips are April’s flowers, then lilacs are May’s blossom.

The fragrance of lilacs is intoxicating, and I enjoyed a little of it on Friday when my mom, my sister and I visited Morton Arboretum in Lisle, Ill. The 1,700-acre outdoor museum is a wonder to behold, and it was lovely spending a spring afternoon there (even though the wind was brisk). One of the highlights was the Fragrance Garden filled with odoriferous blooms and plants. Imagine that! Gardens are a treat for the eyes, I think, but I never would have thought to create a garden of plants that are a treat for the nose. There it was, and it was enchanting.

The lilacs reminded me of the alley behind the house where I grew up. The garbage cans were out by the alley, and I remember having to take out the garbage when I was a kid. Sometimes, the chore was brightened by the lilacs which bloomed in May and June. The garbage was never so fragrant as it was that time of year.

At the arboretum, we also saw a sign marking the way for the Joy Path.

Isn’t it quite like life, that the Joy Path is set amidst a trail of thorns (much like roses — what is a rose without thorns?). And running is discouraged. One must take one’s time along the Joy Path, don’t you think?

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2 responses to “The joy path

  1. Lilacs are one of my very favorite things. When I was a kid we had an enormous lilac bush…it was so big that we used to climb inside and sit in the middle of it. The smell is indeed intoxicating, but in a very friendly way.

  2. I love that…no running on the Joy Path. I agree…I’d rather not rush past the Joy!

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