Lilacs are the smell of spring for me.
This bunch smelled especially fragrant as they were picked after a child-free and very productive day of house-cleaning and veggie-planting.
I often think back to the days before children #1, #2 and #3. Those days were always so productive... especially the weekends when I wasn't scheduled for work. Running and yoga, a clean house, weeded and tended lawns and gardens - all before lunch.
There was time for afternoon naps, fancy dinners and late evening drinks with friends.
Nowadays, those luxuries are far away memories and I feel lucky that I have the time to go outside and have an early morning photo shoot with just the bleeding hearts and myself.
Although, I think part of the reason that I enjoy convening with all the new life bursting forth in blossoms and blooms is that they remind me of those earlier days when I first planted all my gardens. When I was also still young and green.
And in remembering and comparing, I can see how much more vibrant and fuller the gardens - and my life - have grown.
[Cornball me - out]