Our prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: What’s that Smell?
We live in the Oregon Outback. When most of us think of Oregon we picture GREEN. We live in the desert. Our green isn’t trees. Rather, mostly sagebrush.
Ooh, the marvelous smell of spring green sage in a breeze. It is only topped by that marvels of the alfalfa fields during watering or cutting. Wow!
If we long for the piney smells a short drive 12 miles can bring us to a campground. A little farther in another direction are the mountains that hold all kinds of wonders.
But here, in this house, we often shout that phrase. “What is that smell?”
To start out I live with three other people. Male adults. None of us are the most organized or extremely hygienic.
Back to the outside. Critters scurry everywhere. Mice are the worst. Our old lady cat no longer finds the chase worthwhile.
There are a couple strays outside. They do help. But they also caught a little rabbit who was playing lawnmower. 😥
Then there are the birds that insist on living in the eaves of our house. We’ve blocked them out. After they move out.
So that smell…
Pass the Lysol, please!
Darswords 
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