While walking to work this morning I guy was cutting the greenery by the road releasing that nostalgia inducing smell of freshly cut grass. The smell of summer.
It made me feel slightly sad though because I haven't smelt it more this year. It's September 1st and, that I can think of, I've only smelt it twice this year.
That's the price you pay for living in a concrete jungle I guess.
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