Our sense of smell is one of our strongest links to memory.
This evening the temperature was perfect for driving with the
window down and as I drove home the fragrance of wild phlox transported me back
to my childhood and driving early in the morning with my grandfather.
A weekend sleepover with my paternal grandparents meant an
early morning drive with grandpa where he would introduce me to the amazing
beauty of his world.
Wild phlox was just of the beauties he introduced me to and
the intoxicating fragrance they create on the wind.
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| 2017 Wild phlox grows in our garden beside our poppies |
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| 2016 Enjoying watching this rabbit pretend it is not there |
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| 2015 Helping this snapping turtle cross the road |
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| 2014 Following the path of our ancestors |
Grandma Snyder
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