There is something happening to my nose. Either the world is smelling better than ever or the hoover on my face has increased its olfactory powers.
Today I was out and about in Bo’ness, near where I used to live in Linlithgow. Walking around the grounds at Kinneil Estate, I was drunk on the sweetness in the air. The trees were filled with birdsong and the world seemed to pulse with life.
Green is once again taking over. The world is becoming soft and lush and it makes me remember not to fault all the rain that falls on Scotland throughout the year, especially the winter. Without the water, the world would not look the way it did today, like Eden.
Twilight Scrawls by Kirstin Maguire
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