Wednesday, March 19, 2008
The sweet scent of my youth
We have always had Jasmine growing in our front yard. I can remember being a little kid and falling asleep to the scent of the flowers out front. Every time I encounter that familiar smell, I am instantly transported back to those days. A smile always creeps onto my face as I think about how simple things used to be. Or about how blissfully ignorant I was. :)
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