In March, every year, there is a week where the air smells so strongly of flowers at night. It's like diving into a pool of lilacs. And it's this week. Every night we were out, we'd roll the windows down while driving and breathe deeply. Words cannot express how amazing it smells. I'm not exaggerating. Just ask my sister, Wendy, she was down here last year when it smelled SOOOO good...I'm gonna miss this.
The picture doesn't really go with the post, Eric just took it of the kids today and I liked it. He's a much better photographer than I am.
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Mmmm I can almost smell Grandma's lilac tree. Hope you guys really enjoy your last few months and really live it up :) I know I'll miss visiting there.
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