As she climbed into the relative safety of the center of the ancient lilac bush she felt peaceful and safely invisible. There she could be . . breathe . . give in to rest . . and have quiet lilac dreams. .
As she climbed into the relative safety of the center of the ancient lilac bush she felt peaceful and safely invisible. There she could be . . breathe . . give in to rest . . and have quiet lilac dreams. .
This brought back fond memories. When I was very young we lived with my grandparents – in the front yard there were three very large lilac bushes side by side in the front yard. I don’t remember ever crawling under them but I am certain they would have offered the peaceful and safe feeling you describe. 🙂
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Yes, definitely
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The lilac was very old and had not been pruned properly causing all the center branches to die and rot away. This left a soft spot to sit that was comfy, hidden . .
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