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Friday, April 28, 2006
Honeysuckle Mornings
The honeysuckles have started to bloom and the whole right side of the fence in my backyard is covered. Yes, I know they're technically a weed, and somewhat unsightly as the bush grows wildly on the railing, intertwining branches reaching out to find the sun's rays. But I have to tell you, there's nothing in my world lately that smells sweeter then the bursting of fragrance I'm greeted with first thing in the mornings when I take Darby out. In that brief moment that I inhale, everything's right in the world.
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I have a lilac bush that grows right outside my front door.
It's purdy, and smells good too.
Those do smell great... my yard is infested with them; however, my favorite shrub smell is from the tea olive tree. Awesome fragrance.
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