I worked in the garden for a couple of hours yesterday, but everything I did was invisible. I cleaned things and pruned things and weeded things. They look nice now, but you’d never know I worked on them so long. So I didn’t take a picture.
Instead, I took a picture of dried eucalyptus branches. I saw them in a store yesterday and almost bought them. The smell always reminds me of our home in Tennessee. In my mind, I see them hanging on the back of a door maybe? It seems like they got crushed a lot. And they smelled so good. And I smelled that smell yesterday, and it reminded me of home. I should have bought some. Maybe I will today.