Rodgera
17th August 2017, 08:13 AM
I had spent the late winter months waiting impatiently for signs of
spring. When the first warm, sunny Saturday arrived, I eagerly
unlocked the storm door and stepped onto our patio deck. I was
pleased by the sight of green sprouts and the sounds of singing
birds. More than anything else, I delighted in the sweet aroma of the
spring air.
Knocking on the kitchen window, I beckoned to my wife to join me in
enjoying the pleasures of the season. She quietly brought me back to
earth when she reminded me that I was standing over the dryer vent,
inhaling the scent of fabric softener.
spring. When the first warm, sunny Saturday arrived, I eagerly
unlocked the storm door and stepped onto our patio deck. I was
pleased by the sight of green sprouts and the sounds of singing
birds. More than anything else, I delighted in the sweet aroma of the
spring air.
Knocking on the kitchen window, I beckoned to my wife to join me in
enjoying the pleasures of the season. She quietly brought me back to
earth when she reminded me that I was standing over the dryer vent,
inhaling the scent of fabric softener.