Lilacs near our shed

Lilacs in June are a beautiful thing.

Yesterday, I was doing work in my home office upstairs. Cameron was outside working on the tractor.

Suddenly, the screen door banged downstairs. Cameron yelled into the house at a high-decibel, “Laura-Jane, come here, quickly!!!!”

I hopped out of my chair and bounded down the stairs, picturing a severed finger or something equally egregious.

I got within eye-sight of Cameron, and his eyes were twinkling.

“Stand right here, just outside, on the steps,” he said. “Can you smell them?” Cameron asked.

“What am I supposed to be smelling..?” I asked, my hand still on the screen door.

But suddenly the smell hit me.

I was twenty-five feet away from the lilac bush, but there was no mistaking the smell.

Lilacs.

Lilacs near our shed

Lilacs in June are a beautiful thing. Soon enough they’ll be gone, and I wouldn’t even have known what I’d missed–had it not been for an unexpected yell in the middle of the day.

Having someone who knows when and where to rub your nose in the good stuff is one more reason why I bother.

Lilacs near our shed

Lilacs in June are a beautiful thing.