For the Smell of God

I like smelling things that some people may consider odd, or even dangerous. I sniff Sharpie markers, and I will linger around a gas station longer than needed, just to get the aroma. Nothing beats the smell of fresh cut grass though, that has to be my favorite smell, and it is all natural. I don’t want to do the work to get the smell, so that is why when I was in Delaware, whenever the landscapers would come I would go out and take deep breaths so I could smell the grass in all its worth. I wonder if people who do landscaping in orange county are the same way. I also wonder if orange county landscaping is a big industry with all the rich people in California, and if any of them go outside to smell the grass after it is first cut.