My husband knows that lilac season is one of my favorite times of the year, so look what was waiting for me when I got home last night… 💕
I’m honestly not sure where my intense love of lilacs came from—we had a large bush in our front yard growing up, my grandparents had them at their house, and they seemed to grow on every block—and I liked them well enough but didn’t obsessively LOVE them like I do now.
Fast forward many years and I had smelled every lilac-scented thing I could ever find:
- lotions
- soaps
- room sprays
- candles
- incense
- air fresheners
- sachets
Some were passable (and those came home with me) but nothing EVER matched the scent of real lilacs, which was limited to a few short weeks between May and July depending on the Michigan weather. I guess maybe I started loving them when I realized how scarce they were—that seems like how my mind would work! I even tried to plan to have my wedding during the Lilac Festival on Mackinac Island but you just never knew when they were actually going to be in bloom so that didn’t happen.
Now, our entire neighborhood seems to be filled with them…except our yard. So if you can’t find me over the next few weeks, just look for huge lilac bushes and I shouldn’t be too far away.
Do you like the smell of lilacs?