Lilac

We need smell-o-vision here! On my walk down to the canal I pass a small lilac tree in someone's garden. At this time of year it is glorious, with lush clusters of blossom and the most heavenly scent. I've sometimes wondered whether to knock on the door of the house and beg a few sprigs... but I'm not bold enough! I do enjoy it though, stopping to inhale the fragrance as I pass. 

I like it especially because it reminds me of the little white lilac tree in the garden of my childhood home. White ones don't tend to be quite as strongly scented but I still loved that scrappy little tree. I've even managed to dig out an old photo of me standing in front of it. I guess I was about twelve at the time. Nostalgia!