I am talking of gorse, naturally. You know, the thorny bush with yellow flowers that encroaches on many a footpath, ready to place a scratch on an exposed leg.
It’s not all bad though. If you are ever surrounded by gorse in bloom, close your eyes and you could believe you’re on a tropical desert island as the scent of coconut hits the nose. The first time I really appreciated this was in Applecross, Scotland but have enjoyed this scent many times since. And then of course there is the feast of brilliant yellow of each and every flower.
I can’t reproduce the smell here, but here are some shots of the individual flowers.
So take a new look (and smell) at the mighty gorse.