Minnesotans wait a long time for Spring. Winter marks its territory in November and stays with us until mid-April. The month of March is the most difficult to get through–most of the snow is gone, the ground is starting to soften, but most of the world is still a frozen wasteland.
But then there’s that day when you catch it: the slight scent of spring. I don’t even know how to describe it, really. It’s just a subtle freshness in the air. It’s slight, but it seeps down into your soul, giving you fresh energy to make it through a few more weeks of winter. The thing is, though, if you don’t pay attention, you miss it.
A few years ago, during a particularly long, miserable winter, I was in a poetry class. I don’t do much creative writing these days, but I’ve resurrected something I wrote on the subject of the first scent of spring. I re-edited it just now to make it decent enough to post. In light of a Blogging 101 assignment (which I discuss below), I’ve decided to share it with you all. My theme wasn’t cooperating and formatting some of the words the way I wanted, so I made an image version.
This post was created for a Blogging 101 assignment that had to do with writing based on a prompt. I wrote from the following, found on The Daily Post:
From the yeasty warmth of freshly baked bread to the clean, summery haze of lavender flowers, we all have favorite smells we find particularly comforting. What’s yours?
I’ve always enjoyed prompt-based writing, but I haven’t done any in a long time. I really enjoyed crafting this post, revisiting old writing, and sharing with you all. This stretched me in a way I’m not used to, and it feels good to push myself.
You now know about one of my favorite smells. So now I have to ask: What’s yours?