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