The Forest Smells Like Home:
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The forest welcomes softly here,
In scents the British heart holds dear.
There’s earth still damp from yesterday’s rain, a gentle, loamy, mushroom stain.
Crushed bracken offering peppered green, and moss that smells of all things clean.
The oak breathes deep a toasted note, like timber warmed in an old cottage coat.
And somewhere, faint, on the distant air, woodsmoke curls from who-knows-where.
You breathe it in, this patchwork blend, a forest made to soothe...
