there are certain scents that - even one simple whiff of them - evoke powerful memories and captivating reveries. my scent is: lavender.
potent and spicy, with a hint of sweetness. but 'tis not only the distinct scent with which awakens my summertime dreams, but the lovely purple beauty - the beauty with which can brighten any grey, and accentuate any pinkness. the little bud of summertime which enraptures the pureness of a twilight evening.
"God gave His children memory that, in life's garden, there might be june roses in december..."
what scent transports you?
the girl in the garden dreaming of a lavender field.