
Summer is almost over. The days are still warm, the evenings are cooling down, and autumn is right around the corner.
I love fall. In fact, it is my favorite season. However, I don’t look forward to what follows it. For that reason, I always cling to summer as long as I can. I cling to every moment of warm sunshine, the long hours of daylight, and the sweet smells of summer!
I love the smell of hamburgers and steaks cooking on the barbecue. I love the smell of clothes hanging on the clothes line. I love the smells of the flowers. I love the smell of fresh dill and basil growing in the garden. I love the smell of fresh mowed grass. I love to sit by the creek or river, watch the water rush over the rocks, smell the freshness it imparts, and feel the peace filling my soul. I love the smell of the summer air after a rainstorm.
But my favorite smell of summer is that of fresh mowed hay. It fills me up with memories of my childhood; carefree, wonderful days! It brings me back to when my children were young, and we would take lunch out to my husband, swathing or baling hay. I relive the picnics we had in the hay fields. Such good memories…..oh, how I love the sweet, sweet, smells of summer!
We have so many experiences in common. I can’t hang laundry any more (home owner’s and apartment associations frown!) and I rarely smell really sweet cut grass. Our rivers are slow, muddy and not so pleasant, and grilling’s not allowed where I live. But I remember, and you brought it all back!
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Glad I was able to refresh some good memories for you. We are also living in an apartment, but we are still able to drive past local hayfields, and visit our daughters who both live in the country still.
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