Rosemary Ritual

I am fascinated how people invent and perpetuate personal rituals and a few days ago I think I saw one. It was simple, but seemed deliberate.

A man walking out of a big carpark stroked a large rosemary bush and smelled his hand. A simple act, but it seemed unconscious, as if he’d done it many times before.

Did he know it was rosemary? That it is said to represent remembrance?

Or did he just like the smell? If so, how did he know what it was?

Did he investigate, or did he copy someone else doing the same thing?

It was late afternoon, so it suggested it was his way of marking the end of his working day. The smell helping to lift his spirits as he made his way home.

Or maybe I’m reading too much into it.

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