Kathryn Nicolai

Banks of wooden stalls with spaces behind them where sellers could pull up and unload their wares.

Small tables were also set up here and there, tucked in beside the entrance, and a few running down the sidewalk.

We thought about just wrapping the bouquets in newspaper, tying them with ribbon.

But we guessed many of the flowers we sold would be gifted.

And handing someone a bouquet that needs to be recut and arranged is a bit like gifting someone a chore.

In our vases, they would be ready to set on any table or windowsill, just as they were.

My helpers were ready with change in their aprons.

Many told us of the lilac tree they'd had in their backyard growing up.

We were down to our last three buckets of blooms, and I was putting together vases of them as fast as I could.

We told customers about my farmhouse in the country, surrounded by lilac bushes in every direction.

I wrapped one of the aprons around me, noticing that we had indeed raised a good bit of cash already.

and that the perfume of them would work its way into her dreams as she slept.

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