Day 136: Something Beautiful—The Beckoning French Lilac

Something Beautiful is a self-imposed initiative to find a visual feast for each day of a year.

I smell them everywhere. — And they are intoxicating. Scent scensors in my brain tell me — it is spring; it is my wedding; it is Grandma. It is lilacs.

Growing up, the Scott Farm in LaFox had the most exotic dark purple lilac with a hypnotizing fragrance. In the inane delirium of my wedding morning, I cut huge bouquets from my Mother’s garden in Belmont — mixed colors like the ones below. And Grandma. Grandma shared that love and more than once we gifted a lilac soap or toilet water.

Each spring I wait for that magical transport to other people, times, and places that I can only reach through the astonishing fragrance of a lilac.

lilac-bouquets1

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About vbassoc

Donna Van Bogaert is a researcher and consultant in the field of cognitive styles, health communication, and organizational communication and behavior. Her business, Van Bogaert & Associates, Inc., specializes in cognitive-based coaching, management consulting, and leadership development. When the winds are blowing her way, she travels and talks about workplace potential and creative problem solving. In another life, Donna sings jazz. For a very long time, she fronted two 18-piece big bands —All That Jazz (Madison, WI) and The Gardenia Big Band (Rockford, IL). She currently resides in Cincinnati, Ohio where, in a third parallel universe, she leads a media branch of a national research institute. Mostly she has returned to painting, poetry, and plotting the next chapter of her life.
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2 Responses to Day 136: Something Beautiful—The Beckoning French Lilac

  1. Bea Neal says:

    It’s amazing what scents and smells will bring back to us. I, too, share a love of Lilacs and wonderful memories of them planted back by the kitchen porch. It was a joy to help hang up Grandma’s laundry smelling those gorgeous flowers.

  2. ephiker says:

    Takes me home to 936 North Church St.
    where the vase of lilacs is sitting on the diningroom table and the scent fills every room. A scent that always takes me home.

    One May we went through South Dakota to go home and I will never forget all the lilacs lining I90 through Minnesota, all in bloom, it was so beautiful.

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