I think I am over it now but for years the heady scent of syringa inspired a sort of mini panic in me.
I remember being presented with a sprig of it in a school exam and being told to describe its parts.
At first, my naive mind could only think I had never been asked this before. Luckily and in time I realised that I had to transfer the knowledge gained from a study of another plant to this one.
I wonder if you have any similar memories. For me the sense of smell is the most provocative.
This syringa bush lives in a far corner of our garden. It's tall and it's easy to create good bokeh when photographing it.
Beautiful close up detail, and use of a shallow depth of field to show it off, interesting story Hazel, smells have the power to bring back so many memories:)
What a shame that the exam experience spoiled these lovely flowers for you for so many years. I'm glad you are starting to enjoy them again. The bokeh is lovely.
Now I have always called this Philadelphus, is it the same plant? We also have one in the corner of our front garden & the smell is devine. Orange flower too I think I know it as....might be wrong as I’m no gardener.
Strange how our childhood memories colour our feelings & thoughts!
Strange how our childhood memories colour our feelings & thoughts!
Yes it is the same, Pat.
Not that I know of - would have to consult google but no mistaking the smell of syringa, Bep.
It’s very powerful!
Happy to bring back memories for you!