Yes, we made it to the Lilac Festival.
There was sunshine and heat. There were crowds, ponies, and vendors. Oh, and tons of lilacs: all colors, heavenly scents. Maxi, mini, some bushy, some scant branches. It's spring busting out after months of bitter winds, snow, and dreary rain.
We ate lobster foccacia and artichoke & kale salad. We wandered through the lilac orchards. We looked at dogs, kids, and monkeys.
Wait, no monkeys. Lilacs, Rochester!