Mrs. Kurtz brought three varieties of lilac cuttings with her on the covered wagon when she moved here from their former home in Kansas in 1898. They are now 15' tall and over 30' wide each. They are enormous. Their intoxicating scent fills the air. I have sheets on the clothesline as we speak. They'll be a delight to sleep on tonight.
The nearby quince is just as beautiful.
And looks lovely set off by the cherry blossoms. The cherry trees were planted by the second owners here.
But I'm sure it was Mrs. Kurtz again who propagated the Virginia bluebells.
In fact most of the gardens here are original. Except for a few modern varieties tucked in here and there.
It's nice to think about the gardeners who were here before me.
I wonder if they called the south flowerbed "the garden from you-know-where" like I do? The weeds, oh the weeds!