Since this will be the last Spring spent at this home, I have been savoring all the blossoms sprouting on the grounds. When we first moved in, we planted a lilac bush right by the front porch. The previous house we built, we planted a lilac bush by one of the entries. The smell of the lilac reminds me of my childhood and running down to the farm where Mama and Jaju up the Farm lived. They had a huge lilac tree right by the mudroom door. I remember being really young, like 4 years old, running down through the fields to smell the blossoms. No matter what the next plan is, a lilac tree will be right there.
I cut some of the blossoms and put them on my nightstand. Simple pleasures.