'Tis The Season

The season when I say to The Husband who is driving "quick, pull over" he knows to do just that.  So I can jump out, head to the blooming lilac bush for a quick inhale of the delicious, heavenly scent, jump back in the car and off we go.   45 seconds, tops.  I want the luscious smell embedded in my brain because the blooming season is short around here and any substitutes (like candles or air freshener or whatever) are poor and lacking.  

Our little crabapple tree has surpassed my hopes. It looks even prettier today than yesterday.  Heavenly Father has truly blessed the springtime around here with dots of heaven all around.