Lilacs are my favorite flowers. When I was little we had a gigantic bush in the backyard. The long drooping branches were large enough to hide one little girl quite easily.
It was my very own green and secret cave where I could read or dream away the hours…undetected. And to this day the scent of lilacs takes me back to childhood. I can hear my mother’s voice calling out. “Judy…dinner’s on the table.” I think she knew exactly where I was hiding but she never let on to me…she was kind that way.
There are lilacs in bloom now, all over the place. Here in the park there is a huge bush I pass every day on my walk…it sweetens the air with memories.