Walking up the lane today, I stopped to smell the lilacs and was reminded of childhood memories at Grandma's House. Sitting on the porch swing with the fragrance of lilacs wafting through the air, swinging back and forth while listening in awe to the stories of my grandparents, fresh baked pies coming out of the oven, the upright piano in the sitting room, the hanky tucked in the waste of the dress, lots of hugs and gentle pats on the head.......those were simplier times and ones I remember with such fondness. What stirs your memories?
Friday, June 19, 2009
Memories...
Posted by Journey at 8:02 PM
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I'm with you. Smells bring so many sweet memories. When I catch the lemony whiff of a magnolia, I am immediately 19 or 20 in college and feeling like an adult for the first time. (I wasn't.) I can see all the lovely architecture, hear the sweet southern drawls, taste the sweet tea.
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