When the Earth Smelled of Summer

Tessie and I were walking over to the theatre department tonight. We walked around the fountain in the big circle, and we passed a tree covered in white flowers. A sweet, honey-like smell hung in the air, and I smiled. One thing I love about this time of year is the scent of life returning to nature.
That's something I miss, being away from home. We have bushes in front of our porch, and they smell heavenly this time of year. We also have a tree that is probably blooming right now with tiny, pink blossoms. The trees on campus are budding, and this is consolation. Still, there are Spring things which just do not compare. The smell of city rain is virtually dead next to the smell of country rain. Country rain smells pure and healthy; city rain smells like car exhaust.
Still, I am happy. It is supposed to hit seventy degrees tomorrow, so I am going to wear my long, white skirt. That means it is officially Spring. Happy Spring, everyone!