I was tidying my wardrobe this morning and realise I have 14 jumpers just like the one I am wearing in this picture. Mostly all different colours but apart from a black cashmere they are all pastels, pink, pale blue and so on and my favourite is lilac I think (well it looks it to me). And I wondered if I should feel guilty about having so many but I don't. I have had some of them for years and get new ones as presents and so because I have so many I rotate them and they 
never wear out. But then I was thinking about lilac and I am wearing it at the moment and I was thinking about making connections and remember reading about this picture, it is Alice holding lilac from the an exhibition of the photo-illustrations of ALICE IN WONDERLAND by Carmela Llobet which was held in Barcelona. And I remembered how much I loved Barcelona and how I will go back there one day and also remembered I have a lilac tree among the fruit trees in my garden - and today there is a thrush singing in it and so even though it is still bare, spring is nearby and it made me think of Amy Lowell's lilac poem which is too big to blog here but it begins: Lilacs,
False blue,
White
Purple,
Colour of lilac...
Then there was the wonderful Jeff Buckley - so this is a lilac posting in delightful chaos:
