Interesting how things change and how contrasts emerge. Yesterday early in the day I was working in a garden clearing dead stems etc away from a rough area. Suddenly I noticed a smell which literally stuck with me all day until the washing machine door opened. Fox.
This morning, I was walking around a piece of land where I am doing some voluntary survey work and a different smell struck me, much more pleasant and almost addictive. Poplar buds. They are perhaps one of my favourite spring smells, the buds get sticky and the smell is addictive. If you have never smelt them search one out.
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