A faint smell of lilac filled the air. There was always lilac in this part of town. Where there were grandmothers, there was always lilac. ~ Laura Miller There’s just something about lilacs, isn’t there? I’m watching them closer than ever this year, and taking time to capture their growth in photos. The practice has become […]
A faint smell of lilac filled the air. There was always lilac in this part of town. Where there were grandmothers, there was always lilac. ~ Laura Miller There’s just something about lilacs, isn’t there? I’m watching them closer than ever this year, and taking time to capture their growth in photos. The practice has become […]