The Smell of Fresh Cut Grass

I can smell it.

I love it.

I don't know what it is.

It's a smell that brings nostalgia to mind.

It reminds me of days doing who-knows-what all day long out in the yard.

It reminds me of Saturday soccer days.

It reminds me of building tents and spending all day making food out of plants.

It reminds me of my first job...mowing grass for the farm next door.

It reminds me of freshness.

It reminds me of warmth

So, by golliday, when I see or hear a lawn mower...my nostrils automatically open a little more.

Breathe in, breathe out.

Spring has sprung.

Moral of the Story: There are some smells that need to be bottled up. This is one.