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Freshly mown hay’s
Sweet aroma wafts
Surrounding a sweaty beast
Interrupted by leather
Stomping the air
Pungently delicious
Saddling a moment
All encompassing,
Nostrils flaring
Recovery secured
Time standing still
Fragrant reminiscence
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Nothing teleports me back to my happy childhood more immediately than the combined aromas of horse, leather, and hay.
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So much in the scent of a stable.
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My big sister (#3 of 4, also a Susan) was the only one who rode. She came back from the stables sniffing her hands delightedly “ah, horse!” whereupon my mum insisted “bath!”
Well-smelled, Susan … coumarin in the hay delights me … I am a botanist and the names of the different grass species is a litany, an incantation, an enchantment …
Oh my! There may truly be something in a name.
Thank-you very much for the science information involved in the creation of one of the most intoxicating aromas.
Your poetic inclination obviously comes from a deep love of the natural world. Bravo!
You took me there, back to my rural roots, hay, horses and leather, I can smell it. That is one big horse (getting up towards clydesdale size).
He was a gentle giant. To be trusted with little girls tells you all you need to know. Thanks!
Rural roots make for many a steady ‘plant’s. 😉
Oh lovely! The smell of horses is my happy place! And leather is mixed up in that. Thanks for this great reminder!
It’s heavenly! Thank-you!
This is such a wonderfully poignant write, Susan! I love the scent of leather and the idea of time standing still 😍😍
You brought alive the stable smells, Susan!
It certainly resonates with people of similar experience. Thanks!