This week's flowers from the farmers market came from Micky from McClouth. The grape hyacinths combined with the smallest daffodils I have ever seen in my life were beyond cute. But then she went and arranged them in a salt shaker. With the lid attached.
I do so appreciate a clever flower grower/arranger. And when they happen to have freshly clipped branches of flowering lilacs for sale, I like them even better.
I realize full well that one or two photos of the lilacs would have been enough to give you a sense of their amazingness. But I couldn't stop myself from taking and posting all of these.
I am only sorry that you can not smell them. They are the quintessential fragrance of spring. Sweet and old fashioned. They make me think of white washed houses with screened in porches and lace curtains in the windows and Sunday dinners around a big wooden table.