I tell myself in moments like that, over another long, cool drink, that I’m living my best life. With a little effort, I believe it too.
Apr 4, 2022
her backyard smelled liked the epitome of spring...
Could you share a memory of a travel destination or a place (like home or elsewhere)...and what that memory SMELLS like?
My great grandmother’s house always smelled like chocolate chip cookies and coffee because she loved to bake. And her backyard smelled like the epitome of spring (she had all types of flowers, fruits, trees, and plants).