Lilac

I grew up in the north where even as a kid I loved lilacs.  My favorite country road had lilacs draping over it and it is an image that provokes wonderful teenage memories. Atlanta does not do lilacs; but my amazing husband, who grew up in Florida but spent time in Boston—where I introduced him to Lilacs—has been determined to find me sweet smelling blooming lilacs.  This year we hit it right.  They are not northern French beautiful fantastic smelling lilacs.  But they are lovely sweet smelling best lilacs in the world.  Enjoy.  You may see more tomorrow.  
Taken as wide and looking down as I could for Hobbs fun challenge.