seventeen years ago
when I came here for the first time,
the mock orange was blooming
and I decided that
this is where I would die
every end of June
when the mock orange blooms
it always
smells like love...
xox - eb.
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oh to live in a world where each moment
smells like
l o v e....
you always take us to the place we need to be.
xoxoxo,
r
Posted by: rebecca | July 02, 2009 at 12:28 AM
beautiful, this scent of love, from the petals that fall from your hand eb... XOXOXO
Posted by: Lea | July 02, 2009 at 01:02 AM
so beautiful Elizabeth! the scent, the words, the art!
Posted by: Catalina | July 02, 2009 at 02:39 AM
looks like Love...
xxx
Posted by: jaihn | July 02, 2009 at 07:15 AM
ahh.
an aromatic memory moment..
the smell brings back the feeling..
Posted by: grrl+dog | July 02, 2009 at 08:26 AM
smells like love... how beautiful. i'm sure we all conceptualise the smell of love in different ways. what a lovely think to think about...
Posted by: Kamana | July 02, 2009 at 10:54 AM
lovely..love...in love
triggering memories held deep
x..x
s
Posted by: Stephanie | July 02, 2009 at 11:48 AM
anywhere that smells like love is a place I'd like to be. :) The blossems are beautiful.
Posted by: 3rdEyeMuse | July 02, 2009 at 02:07 PM
The Mock Orange in our yard bloomed the first of June, so that mesmerizing fragrance has passed.The wonderfully sweet aroma scented the whole neighborhood. I brought a bouquet of it in the house and placed it in a vase of water. It perfumed the entire house, especially the room it was in. It does make one feel mellow and filled with love for the beauty nature gives us. Actually, i have always said that the mock orange's aroma is intoxicating!Beautiful shots of the blossoms! I can almost smell them! Thanks! XOX, Mom
Posted by: Dad & Mom | July 02, 2009 at 03:55 PM
you created smell-o-vision with this post ! how sweet to be where it smells like love...thanks for taking us there.
Posted by: kim mailhot | July 02, 2009 at 05:16 PM
i am looking for a certain
cameralove...
please visit and help me out!
xoxox,
r
Posted by: rebecca | July 02, 2009 at 11:31 PM
I'd live in that Orange house and green checked roof ANY DAY!
Currently house seeking myself.
Glad you found Ur LOVE.
Posted by: Monica Magness | July 03, 2009 at 10:40 AM
psst.
Happy 4th!
Posted by: Monica Magness | July 03, 2009 at 10:41 AM
you really captured the feeling! lovely work!
Posted by: caterina giglio | July 03, 2009 at 12:57 PM
Mock orange so soon after the lime trees have bloomed.
Are we almost in heaven?
Super pictures as ever, my dear
HAppy 4th JULY
Posted by: Elizabeth Wix | July 03, 2009 at 05:03 PM
You are beautiful and you have your dream house and mock orange?
How rich are you. You must be a Queen. Perhaps a Green Queen?
Yes?
XOX
Constance
Posted by: rochambeau | July 04, 2009 at 11:51 AM
I believe in synchronicity, but it always surprises me!
Just seconds ago I wrote about feeling like I don't belong where I am, but not knowing where I want to be, then I land here and read about how when you arrived where you are you knew you wanted to die there.
Beautiful photos and beautiful words.
Posted by: anna maria | July 04, 2009 at 06:14 PM