When I started this assignment, the first piece of nature that came to my mind was the three lilac bushes that surround my yard and home. Lilac bushes are very common, so it pains me to say that it took me asking my mom, who did not know and had to ask my dad, who replied “Lilac?” followed by me looking it up and finding out that they are indeed lilac bushes.

I instantly chose those plants because growing up, one of my favorite parts of spring was seeing all the trees and flowers bloom with color, and purple has always been my favorite color. The birds around my home, especially the beautiful male blue jays are always flying in and out of the bushes, and sometimes I am lucky enough to see a bunny hop in and out every once in a while.

When I went out to take the picture I caught myself blankly staring at the purple flowers, then panning my eyes to the garden, which does not look so hot. My grammy usually insists on cleaning and re-mulching our garden at the beginning of each spring, because she too loves looking at all the blooming flowers. Unfortunately, my grammy has understandably skipped gardening past her own yard this year, as many people have not taken part in their normal spring habits. Seeing the beautiful lilacs inspired me to share some of my favorite things about my lovely, selfless, clumsy Grammy.

Living less than a mile away from my grandparents, I am very close with my grammy and grampy. My grammy and I share similarity after similarity, from our crippling anxiety and tendency to spill every food or drink we touch, to our love of music, whistling, and animals. I can come to her with almost any problem, and we always know we have each other to lean on. She cares way too much about other people, and as much as I admire that, I am glad she has started to do more for herself the past few years, such as volunteering with and hosting rescue animals–something she enjoys more than it stresses her out. She is the person that is always moving, whether it be cleaning, going out to lunch, stopping by to see whoever is at my house, or helping her church, so I feel bad that she is cooped up inside. I miss her immensely and wish I could listen to her contagious laugh, or hear her having conversations my cats as if they were humans; however, her health means so much more to me, and I just cannot wait to give her a hug again.