On Tuesday, walking on the west side of Binghamton, New York, the small city where I work, I smelled a fragrance I had not smelled in almost a year.
I had to think for a minute about where the scent was coming from. Then I remembered. We walked quickly, to find the tree it was coming from, and to immerse ourselves in it.
If I could write an ode to you, oh Linden, oh Basswood, oh LittleLeaf Linden, it might talk about how useful you are, how long you live, and...oh, the scent, when you bloom at the end of June.
Come join Parul at Happiness and Food for #ThursdayTreeLove. Post a picture of a tree, link back to her blog, and play along.