He shook his head no, and then reconsidered. "Maybe lilacs. My father always told me my mother loved the time of year when they bloomed and they air smelled like them." Aaron leaves her for a few minutes, to secure their rental boat. It's a small wooden row boat with an out board motor attached, but it will seat them  both comfortably. Aaron takes the basket and lays it on the ground, all the better to help Rose into the boat.