Under the Olive Trees

We have now entered my favorite time of the year– the time when the Russian Olive trees are in bloom.

The days have gotten warm, the first humid weather is upon us, the first thunderstorms are brewing, I can bike without a jacket, and summer holidays are right around the corner. 

I can tell all of this by the smell of the air. 

Actually, quite a bit is in bloom right now (some lilac still, the linden trees are starting?, and some other random stuff) which makes the air is so wonderfully fragrant.  Riding my bike home from rehearsal on Tuesday evening was glorious; the air warm, thick, and redolent.

But it’s the Russian Olive scent that I notice most… And dearly love.

Such tiny, delicate little flowers that all but disappear against the silvery green. 

I know they are viewed as kind of a scrub tree, but I think they’re pretty. I love the silvery leaves and the wicked thorns. And the smell most of all. 

With car windows down or when I’m just walking, I notice the fragrance immediately and it makes me happy. It reminds me of the end of the school year and the start of summer, the promise of warm days, late sunsets, and grilling and fun!

Yup, I love this time of year. 


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Nickname: Munt Measurements: 45 B, 34, 38(?) Ambition: to be the best human ever! Turn ons: long walks on the beach, romantic dinners, porn, rainbows, cock Turn offs: bad smell face, men who are full of themselves, dead puppies, popcorn, sadness
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One Response to Under the Olive Trees

  1. Old Lurker says:

    The lilacs are in bloom here. I kind of love them. But the mosquitoes are out too.

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