Oh, the scent
inhale and exhale damp
earth; snow patches melting. Woodsy smell
trees swaying in morning breeze. Algae blooms, lake crisp
water bright; a fragrance of summer.
Freshly cut grass invites
in urban and rural.
A whiff of rain cannot compete with
undiluted cow dung. Countryside air filled with
spices; barbecue a distraction.
Inbreathe, rosehip sprouts
Note: Finnish summer is short. We spend more time outdoors than indoors. So, I revert to my blogging schedule of posting once a week, that is, on Mondays.