Zion and I took a pleasant walk down at Sarasota's Bayfront Park this afternoon. As we walked we were joined by a young man who was attracted by Z's good looks and gentle demeanor (surprise, surprise, that rarely happens!!). Turns out that the young man was on holiday from bitterly cold Wisconsin. I apologised because we had not turned up the heat for him but he was at a good comfort level in shorts and a tee shirt. We made our way back to the parking lot and chatted a bit about our lives and backgrounds. I told him that I like Sarasota, but that I miss the hills, valleys, rivers and streams of Massachusetts. "Especially", I said, "I miss the spring snowdrops, daffodils, tulips, narcissi etc and most of all the lilacs and their gorgeous fragrance which fills the air after a spring rain shower". At which he became lively and animated. He told me that his chosen career was as a perfumer. He works all alone; creating new perfumes, lear...