I've always loved lilacs -considering them among my most favorite flowers- but they took on even more special significance two years ago, when my dear friends Amy & John incorporated them into their Memorial Day weekend wedding at a Portland church and on Peak's Island. More versatile than you might think at first blush -with shades ranging from pale pinks to dark regal purples to warm whites, lilacs are at once refined and natural. These sure signs (and scents) of spring are also frustratingly fleeting, and I remember poor Amy and her florist scrambling in the weeks before her wedding to secure some from Canada, as the ones here in Maine had bloomed earlier than they usually do. I suppose if you're going to stress about something in the final days of your planning, as you can see, these lilacs were certainly deserving. And as the ones on our own backyard bush curl to brown and the sacred seconds of spring tick away, I (and I hope you too) enjoy these, preserved for posterity in photographs that unlike flowers, will never fade.
Happy Anniversary, Amy & John! Love you guys!