Sitting in front of the TV yesterday, I caught a scent in the air. I barely noticed it. Sweet and undefinable, but it was familiar. It brought me right back to my childhood and a visit to London or Lambeth (ON) to visit Auntie Bette. The scent faded, but then a moment later, there it was again. Sweet and light and wonderful. Maybe it's something that blooms in the early spring. Maybe it's something else. But as I smelled it, it was almost as though that day, maybe even Auntie Bette were in the room with me. 

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