MEMORY NO. 10
Morning Meadows
Fragrance Notes: Wildflowers & Wonderment
Inspired by a memory of our own
We made a sport out of running through the field to the mailbox, our arms stretched from side to side to stir the scent of wildflowers as we ran. I was rarely victorious, and we rarely received mail anyhow, but it was enough to be heralded “the champion” and sound the rusty door of that old mailbox like a rooster announcing the new day.
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