Springtime is a time of smells.
This week, the landscapers have been hard at work around the office. Step out of the building, and the odor of mulch wafts over you. It’s overpowering.
Everyone seems to hate it.
I’m actually quite taken with the smell of mulch.
I can’t tell you why.
Maybe it’s that mulch is followed by spring showers and the blooming of flowers and the budding of trees.
Maybe it’s that mulch is followed by baseball and kite flying and longer days.
Maybe it’s that the trees stop looking drab.
Maybe it’s that the world turns green again.
I quite like it.