When I was younger and lived in Pomona we had a gardenia bush and a camellia bush in our backyard. They weren't very big. I used to love to just sit there close enough to be able to smell the gardenias. The camellias were also beautiful. I have always loved to smell flowers. So I bought a gardenia plant. Two of the flowers are just blooming. They are beautiful and I am sure they smell wonderful, but I cannot smell much of anything anymore. I had hoped that because of their strong sweetness that I could smell them, but I can't. So today I am grateful, that while I could still smell things that I took the time to do it. I would stop and smell gardenias and camellias and roses. And I will keep trying to smell my gardenias. Maybe I can't smell them but I remember the pleasure the smells used to give me and I am grateful for that.
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I enjoyed that gardenia bush too. I think there is a parable in your post.
Total parable- quite a good one too. I didn't know your sniffer was broken..? How sad
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