Who says happiness doesn't come in a bottle?
Every year my neighbor allows me to clip branches from her lilac bushes. Their blooms herald the much anticipated arrival of spring. Right now, the blossoms are scattered through out my house. Cheerful and fragrant, their perfume and the sunshine streaming through my windows have me absolutely giddy.
No, seriously. I'm breathing so deeply, I'm light headed.
1 comment:
I love your neighbor too and my house also smelled like those pretty pruple blossoms.
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