I love this week’s travel theme from Where’s My Backpack: Fragrant. Just think of the fragrance, and the memory comes alive.
The musty smell of fallen leaves is the foggy morning at Rijster Bosch, Netherlands:
Warm aromas of hot cider and burning wood are this gentle sledding hill at the Blackwater Falls State Park, West Virginia:
A whiff of almond and peach is the DC Tidal Basin in spring, when the Yoshino cherries bloom:
The intoxicating scents of phlox and lilies is my garden in August, when all of it buzzes, and flutters, and bursts with color:
And coils of fish order–surprisingly subdued–are the practiced chaos that is the Tuna Auction at the Tsukiji Fish Market in Tokyo:
Transplanted Tatar 