There's A Place In My Memory...

Every time I walk our hill leading up to our house, I subconsciously take a deep breath and pause at a certain place. I just realized for the first time that I was doing this yesterday when I took a deep breath and could not yet smell the flowers. In the summer the chokecherry blossoms on the trees surrounding that area are in pearly white bloom, and it's like breaking into a world of vanilla senses when you walk in the cove. I was expecting them. The blossoms aren't here yet, but they'll come. I’ll be ready.