Anyhoo, after 2 days of this I came crawling home and wanted to hide in the house until I was presentable and able to face conversation. But as I sank down on my doorstep to check out the mail, I realized I was totally hidden from view and surrounded by glorious scents. Directly in from of me was a broom in full bloom, far too big for its space, but a fantastic shield.
Over to my immediate left is a delightfully invasive patch of the pink lily of the valley, wafting sweetness my way.
And to top it off, to the right is a gardenia topiary I plopped in a pot on Sunday. Blooming away and smelling like the 3rd circle of heaven.
I ducked inside, got my book and the Lab, and we hung out until we were all chill and ready to face the world again.
Is this what they mean by aroma therapy? Because I'm smiling again.