Ah, the scent of spring…
April 26, 2008
I stayed home sick yesterday..yuck, but I usually walk early on weekend mornings and even though I'm not feeling so great I still felt like I needed to get outside...the weather is so pretty this morning. I'm so glad I went.On my early morning walk today, I was hit with the most wonderful scents of spring. I live in an old East Dallas neighborhood called Little Forest Hills. Just down the street from the Dallas Arboretum and White Rock Lake. It's a neighborhood of tiny funky houses built in the 30's and 40's. So the neighborhood is filled with lots of "volunteer" plants as well as old varieties exchanged by neighbors over the years, like daffodils, irises and honeysuckle....lot's of honeysuckle! There were points along my lovely quiet walk where I was hit...almost physically hit...in the face with the most intoxicating waves of honeysuckle scent. It's a scent so powerful for me that it creates one of those moments where your brain just can't focus on anything else, and life feels pretty good. It takes me back to when I was 6 or 7, playing in our huge yard in Silver Springs, Maryland, where we had tons of honeysuckle along the back fence. Everyday my younger sister Laura and I would pluck handfuls of honeysuckle flowers and suck out the nectar...good times... 
