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The tomato in my yard are finally beginning to ripen.
Going off-topic for a bit here, a friend broke my nose...shattered, really...when I was six years old, and it was the morning of my sister's first wedding so there was no trip to the doctor for little Zombie--stop the bleeding, change his shirt, send him back out to play. As such, my sense of smell is regularly different from that of most people so scented candles are something of an oddity for me. On the shelf in the store or fresh out of the packaging, on a good day I usually agree with whatever the scent description is. But the moment someone lights that candle, the "Lavender Mint" scent is gone and, to me, it just smells like every other candle out there; burnt wax and whatever-the-wick-is-made-from. Admittedly, this has caused some curious conversations over the years when my wife has purchased a scented candle to help "set the mood". "This one is called 'Roses and Honey'. Doesn't it smell nice?" "No, to me it smells like you dropped your cigarette and set the carpet on fire." I'm not quite as dumb as I look, so it wasn't long before I learned to simply say, "Oh, yeah, that's nice," even though, to me, it smelled like a dumpster fire and bum sweat.I'm burning a middle-sized "Lavender-Mint" candle from Edeka storebrand. It's really nice and it doesn't stink!
I can sympathize. Having lived in southern California for the last 60 years, I've rarely experienced that transition into fall because the weather here mostly favors "evergreens" and the like. So everything either stays green until it falls from the trees, or it turns brown and falls within a day or three.Here in Central Europe the “de-leafation” of trees has begun very belatedly compared to the years before, and there’s almost no color change at all. Pity, I must say, since fall is my favorite season.