I would urge you to do so as soon as possible.
It is like the scent of freshly mown grass, aged for a hundred of years until it is clean deep wise warm green.
After a storm the other day I found some large oak leaves on the ground at McCorkle Place. I tucked three into the notebook I carry in my purse, which lately serves more as a receptacle for found leaves and feathers than as a notebook.
I thought it might be interesting to play with some printing using the leaves. When I got home that evening and opened the notebook to retrieve them, the scent of the leaves burst out and overtook me.
Now, when I walk through McCorkle Place, I can pick out the oak smell.
I imagine I will become an inveterate leaf sniffer now.
I had a nice dinner at my friend’s new house tonight. I took my Vitamix over and made Krank Juice while he whipped up some vegetables we ate with soba.
Now a thunderstorm is rolling in.