There is so much sadness in the world.

Putting on a beautiful scent, like taking the time to make or look at a piece of art or to write or read a poem, is a way of shoring up a fragment of beauty against the darkness.

Just watched this amazing film Heima following the band Sigur Ros as they tour their homeland of Iceland.

A brass band appearing in the middle of a song, a baby reaching out for its mothers arms, the light on a river splitting two tracts of land – how these fragments can bring tears of joy.

What is the smell of a brass band?  What is the smell of snow on a volcanic mountain?  What is the smell of home?

What are your fragments of beauty?