I would love to place the sweetness of the air here today and yet I suspect it is the same around the northern hemisphere.
The air is perfumed with flowers and song. Even though it is afternoon, birds are singing joyfully. High and low vibration threads the air, gifts my ears. If I were more knowledgeable I would know who is singing, but as it is I simply lift on the notes of a variety of birds and inhale an array, harmonized on scent.