Bermuda Breeze

Feathery whisps of clouds slowly drifted across the summer sky on a Bermuda breeze in Maine. Early moring humidity lingered and the scent of roses and moist soil filled the air. That's how it

was this morning here in Portland, Maine. The tropics in the early morning have this same scent...like that perfume I remember from years and years ago when I went to Bermuda. Floral, warm, gentle and delicious. That's how this mornng was born.