Huldra Forsvant (Theodor Kittelsen)

Huldra Forsvant (Theodor Kittelsen)
Huldra Forsvant (Theodor Kittelsen)

Thursday, January 17, 2008

LawnSmell

Walking past the churchyard to work this morning the sound of a mower and the smell of cut grass hit me, and I instantly felt happy and relaxed. Freshly cut grass is one of my all time favourite smells. It reminds me of being a kid, Summer Saturdays waking up to the sound of my Dad mowing the backyard.

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