I love SPRING. Love the way it smells and love the way it looks. I love the way it feels and sounds and even the way it rains. Florida really doesn't have Spring - at least not the way I grew up loving it.
If you've been following this blog for more than a month, you know that I got to go to Amsterdam in early April when the bulbs were in full bloom and it was a wonderful SPRING deal.
Today I flew to Chicago (and back) for a meeting or two. Because I arrived early enough and took a risk and left just late enough (not a story for today), I drove through some areas where I was reminded of all my favorite things about Chicago Springtime, including an ABUNDANCE of my favorite favorite favorite: LILACS! I took pictures. I walked and smelled -- sticking my face deep into the bush and breathing deeper still.
I really didn't care what people thought. These were moments I had and I couldn't waste them wondering if I looked funny. I knew I did.
It was absolutely delicious.
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