Baking Bread, Clean Sheets

As a child when I would play outside, during the spring through the summer, I remember this amazing smell of Lilacs every time a breeze came through. Our neighbors had a Lilac bush in the side of their yard and it drifted in our back yard. Every day I swam or played on our swing set, I could smell those flowers. Since I was little that has been my favorite type of flower. The relationship between us and our neighbors weren't very good, so I never got to pick them, besides one time; it was a day after a huge storm and it had ripped some of the branches right of that Lilac bush and fell in our yard. I couldn't help but pick them up smell them and take them inside and put them in a vase of water.