It’s that time of year again. The …um… trees are blooming. For the next 2 to 3 weeks the town will smell like, well, a college dormitory on a Saturday night. To be blunt, every year for a very predictable but short period of time, Tennessee has some trees that smell like semen. I think it’s the oaks. The smell is very pungent and distinct. It has been observed on both the eastern and western sides of the state. The scent comes on so dramatically and so strong, similarly to how lilacs and wisteria can be so powerful, that it is almost appealing until some clown comes along and implants an image such as I have now done for you.
When you are out this week, close your eyes, breathe deeply through your nose, and smile mischievously.
