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Essay created by expanding a paragraph from last week's lesson, The Nose Knows: Remembering Smells. The essay also contains examples of sounds and sights.

An Early Morning Walk in Vancouver

     “An early-morning walk is a blessing for the whole day,” said American philosopher Henry David Thoreau. I agree, so this morning walked through the lovely streets near my home in Vancouver and noted the sights and smells and sounds of spring.

     On my way to the Mountainview Cemetery, I noted many sights along the way. In a garden’s south backyard, the vibrant yellow of a forsythia bush glowed in the early morning sun. Nearer the cemetery, I saw puffy cumulus clouds scattered on the horizon and a mother, pushing her baby in a stroller, happily chatting on her cell phone. Looming over me was one of Vancouver’s many coniferous trees, laden with cones (and, unfortunately, releasing clouds of pollen). It was truly a feast for the eyes along my way.

     My eyes were fed, but so too was my nose. The overwhelming scents of flowering cherry trees more than once made my nose tickle in appreciation. A freshly cut cedar, lying on the boulevard, gave off its pungent aroma to the stiff breeze. Arriving at the cemetery, I noted a man on a stand-up mower, leaving behind the smell of freshly cut (and very wet) grass. I detected the faint scent of the ocean, too, as the wind blew strongly from the west this gorgeous morning. Lucky for me the smells produced no sneezes or watery eyes as I made my way along.

     The sounds were by far the best part of my walk this morning. As I strolled along the narrow cemetery roads, the sound of a crow’s wings flapping startled me. The Canadian flag at the monument for soldiers snapped above in the stiff ocean breeze. Traffic from 33rd Avenue sounded faint and far away. Other walkers called our to their dogs, who trotted along, tails up, sniffing along the edges of the pathways. Occasionally, a sharp bark would pierce the air. My thoughts quieted, I loved to hear the sounds of an early spring morning.

     Noting the sights, smells, and sounds of spring, I came to appreciate the “blessing” that Thoreau said would come to me this day. Now that I’m about to leave for school, you students might prove him right! (365 words by Brad Hyde; first draft on April 1, 2004)



Sample paragraph using smell from the lesson, The Nose Knows: Remembering Smells, by Brad Hyde.

Smells of Spring Walks in Vancouver

     My wife and I often walk in our neighbourhood in spring to enjoy its sights and smells. At this time of year, we are reminded of the birth of our daughter, our "cherry blossom girl." The scent of the pink and white flowers is particularly strong when showers of rain are followed by rays of hot sunshine. Also prominent is the aroma of freshly turned earth in our neighbours' gardens. With the spring rain comes the inevitable growth of green grass soon followed by the wonderful fragrance of freshly cut grass. As we walk together, our little dog trotting along beside us, we discuss our plans and dreams for the years to come. Indeed, a spring walk is one of the most enjoyable ways to see and smell our neighbourhood. (130 words; first draft by Brad Hyde)










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