Honeysuckle in May

A half step out my front door the scent comes to me. Unmistakably. At once I'm on a porch in southwest Oklahoma, a kid visiting various relations, that honeysuckle climbing along my grandparents' porch, me ducking wasps and avoiding doing the dishes. And I'm 42, on this porch in central Oklahoma escaping a pandemic, that … Continue reading Honeysuckle in May