If I keep driving or passing by I get this feeling that to stop might change my day... maybe change a piece of me forever. This doesn't happen all the time. Every once in a while, usually when I'm alone. Is it spiritual? I don't know. I don't like regrets. I'll avoid them at all costs. If I'm superstitious at all it about events like this. Go figure. Anyway, I stopped and left the car by the roadside. It wasn't an easy trek. The field ahead was laden with water, left over from the recent rainy days. Walking among the these small trees, the strong aroma was almost over-coming. I could have stayed there for hours... ok, just a few minutes, but you get the idea. It smelled so wonderfully fresh! Yes, I exaggerate at times but mostly for effect.
Regrets? I've had a few.
I don't like them!
c'est beau le printemps (quand il ne pleut pas ;o)) )
ReplyDeleteI vividly recall that not too long ago we were all distressed about the late spring...now look at it. Ain't nature great?
ReplyDeleteoh to smell that aroma!
ReplyDeleteWarm Aloha from Honolulu
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Besides the sights and smells this time of year, I so enjoy the touch of a soft, warm, slow moving breeze. Great post--thanks!
ReplyDeleteReminds me of how we found a long whip like stick and Stuck an apple on the end and tried to fling it as fac as we could. The blossoms are pretty.
ReplyDeleteI don't dwell on the regrets! Beautiful blossoms. :)
ReplyDeleteNice photo -- rather impressionistic. -- barbara
ReplyDeleteBeautiful shot, glad you stopped!
ReplyDeleteLove the image..adore the wordage Birdman, excellent post.
ReplyDeletethanks for slogging out to bring us this 'aroma'. :)
ReplyDeleteAn excellent shot from following that inner voice!
ReplyDeleteThank goodness you stopped! It certainly looks like it would be fragrant.
ReplyDeleteSo glad you followed your nose.
ReplyDeleteAnd glad you explained this so well. I know the feeling you describe.
Great harmony of words and a beautiful and almost textured image, a very sensitive event!
ReplyDeleteThere are few sights more cheering than an orchard in bloom. Thank you for this.
ReplyDeleteI like the way you walk, Birdman. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteI, too, have that feeling that a stop--or turn--or whatever--might/will change a day (or more) . . . And yours did - for you, for us -- who knows how far-reaching . . . ooooooooh.
ReplyDeleteAmazing photo and story.
ReplyDeleteI also like to embrace the tree trunk and feel myself as part of it, with roots and branches. It makes me newer and happier. Not sure that passers by are not puzzled seeing me in this position))