The Lilacs Delight

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It feels every bit as ridiculous and wanton as you might imagine – lying on  ground, shifting my head against a drapery of creamy purple bells, raising the view finder to see if my crown of lilacs has appeared.  But the stakes are high.  Either I infuse my lungs and mind with essence of lilac when I can, or lose my chance.  So, I do what the lilacs tell me, and let them have their fragrant say.   I may look a little silly wearing a crown of lilacs, but maybe that was the lilac’s delight:  to bring me down to earth, tickle my scalp with petals, and  fill my eyes with magical, real life play.

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