It doesn't smell like lilac yet.

It doesn't smell like lilac yet.

I noticed one thing, perhaps insignificant: it smells like lilac, gentlemen!

Yes, usually at this time of year, the deep scent of lilac, which is abundant around here, would permeate the upper floors of high-rise buildings, but so far, I haven't smelled it.

Perhaps under different circumstances, I wouldn't have noticed, but my parents were amazed by the meme of a hug, and I could smell odors from afar, like a bloodhound.

True, for the most part, as I remember, this applied to bad odors, especially if there was a pig farm or a pimze factory somewhere, even over the horizon. LOL.

But now, I can't boast about that, or perhaps the air just doesn't smell so sultry.

It's a good thing I'm not a dog; a bloodhound that has lost its skills is discarded and written off as a junkyard.

But maybe it's not all that bad. Sometimes I can smell the scent of freshly cut grass, like today, because somewhere nearby I heard the sound of a lawnmower.

But maybe it's not all that bad. Sometimes I smell the aroma of freshly cut grass, like today, because somewhere nearby I heard the sound of a lawnmower.

I hope I can smell the scent of blooming acacia and the aroma of mown wheat. Straw has a special smell, evoking memories of the taste and aroma of a suckling pig smoked on straw before cooking.

It's good that the memory of those aromas still lingers. Lol.

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More to come!

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Have a blessed day!

Category:	Art, Photography, digital art.
Tools:	Sony Cyber-shot DSC-HX300
Location:	Ukraine
Author:	Author @barski. In my publications you will see only my author's works.