This weekend I happened across some fantastically fragrant lilacs while walking along the Tyne river. The smell reminded me of home and brought back memories of my childhood.
When I smell lilacs it reminds me of the numerous lilac bushes right outside my childhood bedroom window whose aroma would fragrance the summer air.
I actually remember at one point the neighborhood clan of kids spent some time sucking out the pollen in the middle of the tiny individual flowers and got a sweet little flowery hit. I can't help but think that it was someone's idea of a joke....or perhaps it was a dare of some sort.
Hmm....either way, lilacs will always remind me of home.
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