I don't usually do much on this day, something small with a few friends is happy birthday enough for me, but the lilacs will always be there. Mike has continued the tradition, and as much as I love the ones from the farmers market, there is something missing. Maybe there was something special about the idea of Dad going out in the cover of darkness (yes, I am capable of making anything more dramatic than it really is) to cut them down to bring them in. Maybe the farmers market way is just too, I don’t know, legal.
|brooklyn botanic lilac pre-bloom|
|farmers market lilacs|
|lilacs at home|