The Smell of Bacon and Tomatoes

Morning,
The smell of bacon frying gently touches my senses.
I am taken back to the summers of my childhood so many years ago.
There my grandma would be starting to cook
Breakfast before the rooster had called.
There in the warm kitchen she'd say,
"fetch me a tomato child, fresh from the Garden."
And I would head out the back door to the
Garden and pick her the very best one.
Then with both her and my granddaddy,
I would eat and eat,
Savoring the smell, the taste, the place.
The smell of bacon frying and tomato vines.
It still brings both of them back down to earth for me.
They come through my nose and straight into my heart.