Sweet smells

Flowers from the market never fail to brighten my senses. They have a simple, fresh scent like day old dryer sheets nestled in unfolded laundry, or the cool spray of perfume on the wrist of a girl, yearning for the blush of womanhood. Rows of daisies, lilacs, orchids, and tulips send their soft fragrances through the marketplace--they shimmy and sachet with those who care to dance with life's small indulgences. The strongest are sisters of clove cigarette smoke after a few beers, and the lightest the organic vanilla shampoo during a post-hangover shower. Together, these opposing smells meld together, and weave into nature's mosaic of beauty amidst a stand-in-line, debt-by-plastic world.