just breathe

I walked out into the never-darkness of my street and all I could smell were lilacs. This doesn't often happen in a city where the smells of the night are many and generally more of the man-made variety. But last night, by some miracle of wind currents and pollen dispersal; the magical night air was full of lilacs on the freshest of breezes. Not a heavy, overbearing smell....but perfect, hint-of, just-enough lilacs.

Which is one of my favourite smells in the world.