Worlds Away

In the presence of
~ Lavender ~
it's impossible to be unhappy

You forget that problems exist

...at least for a while

Worries are whisked away

on a perfumed breeze

that clears the mind

and banishes unhappiness

As you float, suspended

in a magical place

between worlds

Where the hands of time can't reach you

And all you can smell is

~

Lavender

Photos taken at:

La Maison Lavande

in Saint-Eustache, Quebec, Canada

Saved

A handful of dried bulbs as a gift

Sprout long green fingers

That stretch to the light

Then stretch some more

I think I smelled their perfume

before I realized they'd blossomed

A glorious peppery scent in the room

You've heard of the knight

Riding in on his white horse

To save the princess?

It's the Paperwhites

That have come to save me

Instead

Fragrantly Flirting

Hyacinths are such flirtatious flowers

Their perfume, a delightful tease

They feign naiveté of their powers

Shyly blooming

Low to the ground

While their fragrance

Calls to those who pass

Enchanting us with great ease