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!