A POEM A DAY - GORSE



This photograph from early May last year reminds me that the hillside is greening, flowers blooming and the whiff of coconut blowing on the breeze from the yellow fuzz of gorse. The unexpected scent always makes me think of summer beach time and the pervasive smell of coconut oil in sun care products. Another week and I may be able to get out to see the countryside, if not the hills. 

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