Growing up we had lilac bushes in the back yard. Sharen and I would spend hours in those bushes making tracks with our trucks, swinging from the trunks, sharing secrets and just hiding from life.
When we moved into this house on Shady I was so excited that the neighbor had a large lilac bush right outside our front door. I love the smell of lilacs and Ray would let me take as much as I wanted. I would bring them into the house and put them in the same vase that Grandma Budney would use for her flowers on the farm in Antigo. Though I remember hers was used for mostly Peonies.
This is what they look like today after the wet and heavy snow of last weekend. My heart is broken.
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