I found a petal on my desk one day. Considering that date, it might not have taken much imagination to deduce where it came from.
It was still fresh, had a faint smell, a little moist, and rather flaccid.
But oh, it's time to learn some of the more technical aspects of it. I pick up and leave.
When I return, it's gone. Oh well, I suppose it'll have shrivelled up left there. A deep breath, and I notice for the first time; the room is filled with a whiff
of its Aroma.