It’s Time for Honey Baked Ham
Good morning. What I smelled throughout a 10-minute bicycle experience at present: wooden smoke, diesel exhaust, grass, frying bacon, rotting wooden, bleach, balloon rubber, greenback pizza, a tendril of burning weed, the sharpness {of electrical} ozone, cart coffee and, final, the robust, candy scent of lilies — Easter within the air. Good Friday! There’ll be […] More