1 May 2008 at 09:42
When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d
It’s my favorite part of spring - when the lilacs start blooming. Nothing else smells so good.
I’m not a big Walt Whitman fan (I loathe most of Leaves of Grass) but lilacs blooming makes me think of the poem. Incidentally I just looked up the definition of a dooryard.
door·yard
Pronunciation:\-ˌyärd\
Function:noun
Date:circa 1764
: a yard next to the door of a house
I guess that means we’d call it a front yard.
We have 3 lilac bushes in our yard and last year they bloomed before I got back from Utah. So after work I cut a ton of blooms and we’ve got a huge bouquet in the kitchen.
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