This is my favorite time of year here in Virginia.
It has to do with honeysuckle.
When I am out walking in the warm, moist air of this intimate time of year, and the scent of honeysuckle fills my nostrils, I have to stop.
All I can do is breathe.
There are no words that fully describe it.
The scent of honeysuckle fills me with a sense of juiciness and …