One of the first beauty products I owned was an Avon honeysuckle perfume stick. I’d never before smelled honeysuckle, but the perfume was a gift from Ruby, a family friend whom I absolutely adored.
Ruby sold Avon, and I loved looking through her lipstick samples and flipping through the small catalogs she always carried with her.
But most of all I loved that perfume because it reminded me of her.
I now live in a neighborhood full of honeysuckle, and one of the main streets is even called Honeysuckle Drive.
A few weeks ago, the air was simply rich with its scent, and I breathed it in as though I were breathing in my childhood.
And I smiled because the scent of honeysuckle always makes me smile.
Day 15: The Scent of Honeysuckle Day 14: Clip of Kevin Kline Exploring His Masculinity
Day 13: Random Text Messages from My Daughter Day 12: Round Bales of Hay
Day 11: Water Fountains for Dogs Day 10: The Rainier Beer Motorcycle Commercial
Day 9: Four-Leaf Clovers Day 8: Great Teachers We Still Remember
Day 7: Finding the missing sock Day 6: Children’s books that teach life-long lessons
Day 5: The Perfect Photo at the Perfect Moment Day 4: Jumping in Puddles
Day 3: The Ride Downhill after the Struggle Uphill Day 2: Old Photographs
Day 1: The Martians on Sesame Street