Thursday, May 10, 2007

In which I stop and smell the lilacs

Forget roses, give me a lilac any day.

The frilly blossoms, the tiny petals, the perfume that permeates and pleases...

Maybe it's because I'm from Spokane--The Lilac City, in case you didn't know--but there is something about these flowers that speaks peace and pleasure to my soul.

Mr. D, Baby E and I wandered the neighborhood this afternoon, searching for purple. Purple lilacs with which to compare my Lilac yarn.

You be the judge:

The KnitPicksers did a decent job...they definitely captured the gray that lurks in the lighter blossoms, but the undertone is still too blue to truly be lilac.

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