Ah, the scent of spring...
I stayed home sick yesterday..yuck, but I usually walk early on weekend mornings and even though I'm not feeling so great I still felt like I needed to get outside...the weather is so pretty this morning. I'm so glad I went.On my early morning walk today, I was hit with the most wonderful scents of spring. I live in an old East Dallas neighborhood called Little Forest Hills. Just down the street from the Dallas Arboretum and White Rock Lake. It's a neighborhood of tiny funky houses built in the 30's and 40's. So the neighborhood is filled with lots of "volunteer" plants as well as old varieties exchanged by neighbors over the years, like daffodils, irises and honeysuckle....lot's of honeysuckle! There were points along my lovely quiet walk where I was hit...almost physically hit...in the face with the most intoxicating waves of honeysuckle scent. It's a scent so powerful for me that it creates one of those moments where your brain just can't focus on anything else, and life feels pretty good. It takes me back to when I was 6 or 7, playing in our huge yard in Silver Springs, Maryland, where we had tons of honeysuckle along the back fence. Everyday my younger sister Laura and I would pluck handfuls of honeysuckle flowers and suck out the nectar...good times... :)
. . .Silver Spring, Maryland. (there is only one spring)
Posted by: swimray | May 25, 2008 at 05:25 PM
Woo, hoo, just wanted to stop by and say "hi"!
This image is strong enough to bring back a memory of what it actually smells like. What fragrance this must have.
I have so much to learn about gardening, and incorporating chickens into it successfully. I will be checking back often.
I just ordered a book with a hilarious title: "Everything I Want to do is Illegal" by Joel Salatin. It is about why the food growing industry is so top heavy and why "grow local, eat local" is so expensive. Have you ever ready it? Have you read all the books in your sidebar?
Posted by: Teri Tith | May 07, 2008 at 09:45 AM
I love your honeysuckle, Lonicera, I have one growing in my herbgarden, the scent of honeysuckle, eat your heart out Mr. Dior!
Posted by: Trudi | May 01, 2008 at 04:37 AM
Yiou are so right. Honeysuckle is such a nostaligic flower and fragrance. My Aunt and Grandmother always had it in their garden along the coast. It certainly brings back wonderful memories.
Posted by: Philip | April 29, 2008 at 05:43 PM
Leslie! I've been searching for you for years. Remember me from Germany?
Posted by: Meg Schatz | April 29, 2008 at 12:40 AM
I have fond childhood memories of honeysuckle too. It flowed rampant along the dirt roads in rural Oklahoma where my grandmother lived. My sister and I walked barefoot down those hot, dusty roads, stopping frequently to suck the nectar out of the honeysuckle. Thanks for reminding me. And thanks for faving Digging over at Blotanical!
Posted by: Pam/Digging | April 28, 2008 at 05:28 PM
hi - i found your blog on blotanical and have enjoyed reading it so far.
seeing that picture and reading your post today made me remember the smell of honeysuckle which i grew up with in the south. I don't smell it so much in Chicago.
Posted by: gina | April 27, 2008 at 12:12 PM