|the flowers don't stink, but everything else does|
Last night while running, the first smell was garbage. Sure, the garbage was neatly and tightly bound into cubes that were waiting to be picked up and shipped off, but and entire LOT of garbage smells like garbage. And it is disgusting.
Worse though? Poop. Yes. Poop. The overwhelming smell of poop filled the air. At first I thought it might be the train. Maybe the animals in the passing train were that stinky? But we passed the smell and the train was still there, so it wasn't that. Then on the way back (dreading the poop smell), we realized that the piles and piles of dirt we could see were not in fact dirt, but poo. Stinky, stinky, poopy fertilizer ready to be hauled away in trucks and sprinkled on flower beds around the city. We were happy to head back into the smell of garbage.
The third stench of spring? Skunk. I woke up this morning to the smell of skunk wafting through my open windows. Shouldn't complain too much about having windows open in March, but I wasn't too happy to wake up to that smell. Because that one lingers...lingers in your nostrils for hours.
I'm sure we'll have another snowfall before spring is truly here - but happy stinky spring everyone!