In
yesterday's post I shared pictures of the oil seed rape fields and talked about how the scent brings back childhood memories. In a freak co-incidence the day took me back to the exact spot that I imagine in my mind's eye when I smell that fragrance. How incredibly unexpected, considering I hadn't been there for the best part of 17 years. Sure enough, within half a mile I spied a striking yellow crop so I wound down the windows to let in the full strength of stink. My face broke into such a smile and I'm glad I didn't encounter anyone else to interrupt my moment of bliss.
How curious life can be.
Sophie
