the scent of love...

when the mock orange blooms

the scent of love 

is in the air...

I moved out here

from my town loft apartment

at this time

some 18 years ago

I was drawn by

and to...

this scent of love

which has configured,

and re-configured 

in so many ways

since that fateful June...

an award winning graduate

and a sweet songbird

teaching me

the lessons

of letting go...

xox - eb.