Smells like…

Spring. I walked out doors this morning and took a deep breath… and just smelled the intoxicating odor of lemon trees and jasmine.

Spring has sprung.

I had every intention of sitting out doors and enjoying the day all day long. Except, the neighbor, Red Neck Roy, came out and decided to cut down a tree with his chainsaw.

But before I sat and smelled and listened. It was amazing. I heart the quiet little cheeps of the the female cardinal. The male, some time later, with his bold and loud song. He’s not shy about stating who he is and what he’s lookin’ for. The mourning doves were coo-coo-cooing, they’re made of much quieter stuff.

It was so peaceful and you could feel God right there with you, with his hand on your shoulder.

Now. Doncha wish you were here this morning??? 🙂


© Fizz 2009


About Fizz

*I'm a Northern Girl livin' in the South. *I graduated with a BS in Geophysics from Michigan Technological University (MTU). *I have critters: 2 dogs & 1 cat. *I love thunder and rain days. Too much sunshine gets on my nerves. (How I survive in Texas I do not know!) *I'm trying to remove swearing from my vocabulary (Good Luck!). *I'm the last single in my group of friends. The rest of the turn coats got married. *Sadly, the above friends are now procreating. Now the world will have yet more strange and twisted individuals that will have to go to an Engineering School to survive. *Yoopers do exist. Look on a map. *Marvin the Martian and I have a lot in common. We're both cranky when crossed and generally like our own way. *I will never be a model! (Thank god, that starvation stuff has GOT to be painful!!!). *I am not Fat! (Even though that little voice behind my right ear might tell me that every single day). *I am normal. Whatever that means! *Yes, you can be smart and not be a geek. *I've been told I'm not boring. We'll see. *Much to my irritation, I have been described as Eccentric. *I cannot spell! *Being Single is a frame of mind. *Who said life was fair?
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12 Responses to Smells like…

  1. Duckie says:

    Yes. As you must know I do love that smell as does my Emily.


  2. Terry says:

    Oh, I just can’t wait for that to happen here. Love sitting outside with a good book and cold drink enjoying all the sites and sounds.


  3. JoAnn says:

    Every neighborhood in Texas has some kinda redneck. Sorry yours just happend to disturbed your wonderful spring morning. The good news is, the scents will linger for awhile! Hugs


  4. Ann says:

    Yes, there’s nothing like the fragrance of spring!


  5. Beth says:

    In another few weeks it will be like that here. Enjoy!!!


  6. Cynical says:

    Maybe I’m reading too much into this, but it sounds like God doesn’t like chainsaws either.Peace, Doc


  7. Dana says:

    Ok set up the extra bed I’m on my way. Lemons AND Jasmine? Are you in heaven or what? I smell cold, dog poo melting and the neighbor horses. MMM makes me want to stay inside!


  8. Shelly says:

    Can you bottle that smell and send it here??? PLEASE???? I’m so longing for spring. ttfn


  9. KatSoup says:

    I almost feel like I wuz.


  10. Babblelot says:

    Oh ya rub it in! LOL!!! I wish I could have been there. It’s so cold here and foggy anjist crappy weather and I hurt all over from it! Keep yer chin up, love ya!


  11. Joe says:

    I do wish I was there, so much you wouldn’t believe it. It’s zero here right now…yes, you heard right zero…it was eight below when I first got up and spring feels to be a million years away…I hope it’s not going to be one of….those springs. Well, now you painted the picture in my mind…at least that looks and smells like spring!


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