makowsk2
It's almost funny how trees have been given personalities. The weeping willow. The great oak. The cherry blossom. There is no need for me to explain what I mean. You already know.
Wow, what is that indistinct smell? Kinda like grandma's house. Not my grandma, but someone's. The stereotypical grandma that is old and decrepit. However, there is the other stereotypical grandma that has a house that has a distinct smell of mothballs and candy, or freshly baked cookies.