Friday, June 02, 2006

Yesterday my walk in was scented with honey locusts and beach roses.

Today? Trashcan trees and garbage pickup.

The commute was a labored one; a hot, sticky, ominous-feeling one. Co-commuters seemed crankier than usual, too.

Wouldn't mind at all being home, safe, curled up under my sheets, hiding from the impending storm. There is air conditioner in the office, however. It's quiet, too.

1 comment:

Nick said...

Honey locusts have a smell? The neighborhoods around here have tons of them (they were the common replacement for Elms that were desimated around here by Dutch Elm Disease), and I don't think I've ever really noticed a scent that stood out as being "honey locust". Then again, with my sinuses that's not surprising