Sometimes I wish photos could kind of be scratch-n-sniff. For instance you could see a beautiful photo of a beach and smell the rolling waves. the sand, the salty air.
However other times, this may not be such a good idea – as in the case of this bridge.
It was such a beautiful sight, such a beautiful bridge that I found perched in the woods, away from everything and hiding nearly in plain sight. It was a bridge that had so much grandeur, but stood alone on a quiet swamp.
The only issue? It smelled like onions and ham, a very weird scent that seemed to nearly take over everything. It wasn’t until later that I realized there were actual onions growing in the wetlands below.
Very strange indeed, but interesting in the best way.