My Sniffer Is Working Overtime

According to Quinn: Nothing smells better than spring in the Berkshires so my finely honed sense of smell is in heaven!

The copious lilacs and blankets of  lilies-of-the-valley. Freshly cut grass. That spring earthiness of tulips and daffs. All combined with the clean mountain air is a most heady, intoxicating experience.

Come up and smell for yourselves!

Please note that this message is being sent from under Ellen’s desk, where Piper and I  are cowering because of a sudden thunderstorm.

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