And anyone who has ever loved a lilac knows (1) the scent of the blooming lilac is the loveliest scent of all, and (2) lilacs don’t bloom very long!
The weather was sticky and hot — in the 80s — and most of the lilac blooms were just a smidge past their prime. But surely our noses never knew the difference.
If only my camera could capture the aroma. Don’t you wish someone would invent digital scents or scratch-and-sniff computer screens?
Did I mention it was hot and sunny? My youngest daughter nearly wilted. She and her sister found a favorite spot under the taller lilacs, but she made it clear that she was still wilting.
So, like any good gardener, I found some water for my little bloom and she perked right up!
For the record, no shoes were lost in the making of this blog post.