Sorry Detroit, but you stink. Not as much as you did a week ago, and I appreciate that. I also appreciate that I may have a more sensitive sense of smell than some but this particular odor really bothered me.  I thought there must have been a rotting animal carcass under the deck until I realized I was randomly smelling this same smell on my walks around town.  It is flowering pear. Rows and rows of flowering pear are planted everywhere.

I admit that they are lovely to look at, but there are multitudes of them, and on a warm sunny afternoon, this is one overwhelming fragrance.  Well, it is to me. Thankfully, as  Spring moves along the pears are starting to leaf out, their white petals are dropping, and it seems we have hit our “stink peak.” Now, I will appreciate them.