Tag Archives: scent
Scented yard
Mornings when I step out the door, the air is heavily scented from hyacinth blossoms and cherry tree blooms. Add a touch of salt air and it’s heavenly.
Woodland Rose
Woodland or Dwarf Rose Rosa gymnocarpa BC’s smallest and most delicate wild rose. Shrub to 4’ tall. Many weak prickles. Pale pink, dainty flower. Hip a small orange pear shaped. Eaten by the natives to sustain life in times of … Continue reading
Witch Hazel
Rainy, grey days scented with witch hazel. There is always something lovely to find when one looks for it. ©Sharron R. McMillan
Monday, Monday
Clean clothes day. There’s no scent like it, clothes dried out in the sun and wind. Not a chemical or spray can duplicate that.
The Scent of Summer
Purple and White Lilac scent the whole yard. Summer is here indeed.
Almost Forgotten Forget-Me-Nots
There they are! Sweet blue forget-me-not blooms remember, warm spring days, sun on your face and the scent of moist dirt in beds full of flowers. I really do think it must be spring. ©2017 Sharron R. McMillan
Scent of Hyacinth
Nothing is more memorable than a smell. One scent can be unexpected, momentary and fleeting, yet conjure up a childhood summer beside a lake in the mountains; another, a moonlit beach; a third, a family dinner of pot roast and … Continue reading
Orange Tree Blossoms
Bright spot on a wet, grey day, our indoor Calamondin Orange tree is full of white blossoms. Their scent fills the house. Who needs to buy air fresheners!
Scent of Heaven
Purple Lilac. There is no scent quite like it. It is the scent of spring and the scent of heaven. ©2015 Sharron R. McMillan
Witch Hazel
Sniff salt in the breeze, healing scent of witch hazel blossoms and moss. ©Sharron R. McMillan Excerpt from “A Poet Lives Here”
Sweet Peas Still
We planted them late so the sweet peas are still blooming. Bright colours in the fading garden and the scent of summer in September. I LOVE sweet peas!
Skunk Cabbage (Lysichiton americanus)
Your beauty takes my breath away ensuring that I will not stay. ©Sharron R. McMillan