The night was lilac

"My favorite moment of the day was this: I held you in my arms - you, freshly bathed - as we inhaled the fragrant, full scent of our towering lilac bushes. It was warm like a bathtub and just turning into a sleepy, dreamy twilight; the sun making the clouds glow peach in the purple sky. The night was lilac. 

You giggled as I breathed in exaggeratedly. It was magic."

Excerpts to Alice, 5.13.13