It looks like the fantasy countryside on a fruit crate, but this one comes alive with pungent smells--a scent of apple flowers in the spring dawn, scythed hay, piles of cow dung drying for fuel on top of the walls (my first thought: climbing cows?).
In my yard I grow a type of bearded irises called 'Eternity, ' which puts out violet-scented white flowers not just in spring, like most irises, but again in the fall.