Then I began to notice how wonderful the breeze smelled. It smelled like...sunshine. Like sunshine and wild grass and pomegranates and rain! I couldn't stop breathing it in, filling my lungs again and again with the(sweet) smell I'd ever known.
Bryce called up, "Are you stuck?" brought me down to earth. Carefully I backed up, prized strips in hand, and as I worked my way down, I could see Bryce circling the tree, (watch) me to make sure I was okay.