I miss Spring flowers
It’s a proven fact that scent is one of the most powerful emotional triggers for memories. When I smell spring flowers and that earthy smell that’s in the air at the first thaw, I get the most irrational burst of happiness. It’s probably a trigger for childhood memories of being out in the yard after a long winter, wearing my yellow windbreaker, and hunting crocus flowers and dreaming of tulips and daffodils.
So when I read about the Skagit Valley Tulip Festival on Karen’s blog, I actually got a little pang of envy. We have tons of tropical flowers down here all year around, but there is nothing in the world like the bulb flowers of Spring. Holy cow, I miss them!
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