By Jerrie Whiteley
By Jerrie Whiteley
There is an ad campaign running on television right now — for what product, I can’t recall — that talks about stopping to smell the roses. Oh, how I long to smell roses. I also can’t wait to smell the scent of freshly cut grass and the honeysuckle that grows along my neighbor’s fence.
So hungry am I for those scents that this weekend I bought a package of little, honeysuckle-scented wax to burn in an electric burner. Though it did fill the air with the slight scent of the honeysuckle, it didn’t get anywhere near the smell of the real deal growing just across my drive in the spring and summer months.
Someday, when I am old and gray (OK grayer), and I am remembering my youth, honeysuckle will be one of the scents that takes me back to particular places and time. When we lived in Whitesboro we had some growing near our yard, and I would open my window on summer evenings (we didn’t have air conditioning), and the scent would fill my room. Over the last few years, my young niece has learned to walk, run and ride a bike on the drive by our house which is near the neighbor’s honeysuckle. All of my memories of her learning those things are perfumed by the plant.
The National Gardening Association says the honeysuckle is a magnet for humming birds. I haven’t seen that many of those tiny fluttering birds over the years near the honeysuckle at our place but I will keep watch this spring.
Eattheweeds.com says the hummingbirds might like the plants, but humans shouldn’t get so entranced by its enticing aroma that they take a nibble, at least not without some specific knowledge. It seems some forms are edible and others are toxic. Knowing my luck, I would garnish my salad with wrong kind. I could just imagine myself walking into the ER hunched over with stomach pain and having to tell the doctor I got that way by eating wild honeysuckle.
But I digress. I really wish I were the type of person who loved to spend my spare hours digging in dirt. But I have learned over the years that I am just not, and I am too old at this point to keep fighting that battle. I would rather use it smelling the honeysuckle.
Happy birthday Thursday to Kay Crabtree and Raven Loehr, both of Denison; Carl Hudson and Daniel James Lewis, both of Sherman; Mason Brownlow of Houston; John Harris of Luella; Derek Young of Calera, Okla; Patricia Weger of Colbert, Okla.
Happy anniversary Thursday to Kyle and Denise Milford of Denison, 26 years.