This afternoon I took a walk with my friend Bea in a nearby community park with an adjacent natural area. I was noticing the colors – a brilliant yellow goldfinch sitting on a hot pink bull thistle flower eating seed with his camouflaged mate, a perfect blue sky with billowy silver-tinted clouds, bright yellow discs with comparably colored petals radiating from their center to form cup plants – while Bea perceived the scents.
“I love the way it smells,” she said. I looked at her in wonder. What did she mean? I didn’t notice anything special about the smell of the area. Bea, who works indoors during the week could discern the smell of the earth and water mingling – textures forming an invisible tapestry.
I began to smell it, too, as the breeze filled my body with air and left me feeling renewed. Maybe you should get outside for a breath of fresh air today, too.
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