It's amazing the power of plants to transport you to another time or place. For me it's sweet pea and their heady fragrance.
Every time I cut a stem I'm taken back to my father's garden and his mixed sweet pea climbing up a rustic trellis.
What does it for you? The smell of tomatoes in a warm greenhouse; the sound of a spade slicing through soil...?
I think for me it's the smell of a seasoned shed. The one I have now has the same smell that I remember from my granddad's shed in the 1970s. It's a difficult scent to describe, sort of a mixture of parched wood and 3-in-1 oil.
---That's wonderful, and maybe there's even a small spill on the floor where the lawnmower sits?!
Posted by: Rebsie Fairholm | July 23, 2006 at 11:31 PM