Aromas

On spring nights Valois smells of daffodils and tulips, followed by apple trees, lilacs and roses. In summer the barbecues take over with the sound of laughter, racoons scrapping, and tomcats yowling. During the week there's the crack of baseball bats in the park and cheering crowds at the pool. On weekends, the dirty blues from the backroom of the Mayf' can be heard from three blocks away. In August, the spiders are in high gear on the veranda. Your glasses get caught in their webs and a fat full moon rises over Jennifer's house.