Lilac LOVE

20150521-062206.jpg I wrote last year at this time how it is still taking some getting used to having a lilac shrub. A humungous lilac scrub. Filled with these beauties. Well I am still feeling the same way this year. I joked to Mister Sive that I still feel like I should leave a 20 dollar bill next to it after we cut branches. We drove around the other day doing errands and lilac scrubs are everywhere in our little neck of the woods in the Hudson Valley. The smell with the window open was intoxicating. We would round a corner and the scent would waft in and we would smell them before we saw them. So many different shades of colors too. I came to the game of lilac love later in life. I was not as smitten with them as I am now–their lacy blooms just fascinate me. The scent heavenly. Whether in a little single stem vase with a sweet tiny bloom or a large mass of branches massed together, lilacs bring such lacy fluttery happiness.

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  1. My grandmothers lilac shrub was in bloom the day of my wedding and features as the glorious backdrop to many of our wedding photos. 20 happily married years later neither it nor my Grandmother are still around to share that memory, but one whiff of lilac and I am immediately transported back to the ecstatic girl in white marrying the man of her dreams.

  2. I just came into the game of lilac this year! I took the plunge and purchased two bushes this year. The smell, oh gosh…. even my husband would go out and smell them every morning. Just sensational…

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