Once Upon a Lilac

When I was little, an old woman who lived across the alley

from my grandmother

grew the largest lilac bushes I have ever seen.

Every spring, my little hands would rip these huge blooms from the bushes

before I hopped in the car to go home.

No one cared.

The bushes were so loaded, no one missed them.

Common lilacs...those are the big 'uns.

Who can imagine any romantic backyard without lilacs in springtime?
My bushes are six years old now and tower over me.
An absolute must for any vintage garden.

She used to have them in both violet and white.  

I can only find the purple variety, and they aren't as large as I remember hers being,

but they are large enough to satiate the nostalgia 
of those old neighborhood back alley blooms.

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