Actually, right now I’m smelling coffee in Seattle but last week I smelled lilac and thought ice cream.
Now, it’s not the first time that I’ve stopped at the lilac bush outside my front door to inhale its glorious perfume. It’s also by no means the first time that I’ve thought about ice cream (I do that more or less every time the sun shines). It’s just the first time that I’ve known one to cause the other.
Do these smell like ice cream to you?
Whaddya Sayin’?