This morning's run at 5:30 a.m. was met with light showers after raining fairly solid for a while. It was a nice break from the steamy humidity of the last few days and the best part was all the scents that came alive as the plants got watered.
On my way back I ran by a huge rosemary bush and made sure to run my left hand through it to pick up some of the oils. The smell reminded me of Thanksgiving with rosemary and sage stuffed turkey. Quite a difference from our recent summertime meals.
Closer to home were several clusters of lavender. This time I ran my right hand through the purple blossoms, capturing the scent of Provence, my favorite soap and some of my favorite lavender-laced foods.
I can't say that this aroma-faire helped me run any faster, but it did at least transport me away for a moment, invoking some part of the pleasure center of my brain.