A simple scent; momentary travel through our nose to our limbic system. A direct line from the outside world into our brain. Instantaneous then slow; a smell then the slow wash of emotion. We are transported moments, days, years, decades. To places, events, people, feelings.
The delicate, fleeting sweet pea. A fragrance that is elusive and hard to discern. Sweet and deeply nostalgic for me.
With one deep inhalation, the scent takes me far away – time travel. To Montana. To my twenties, browsing farmers markets. To Alaska, where my prolific plants gifted me vases full. To a cutting garden, where I blissfully gathered handfuls with my loving mom and sister. To a treasured friends garden. To my sisters welcoming home.
They are a beloved addition to my garden and heart.