Banks smelled honeysuckle.

There are foxgloves everywhere, and weasel-snout; I can smell honeysuckle.

Through the open window she could smell honeysuckle and roses and feel the warmth of the summer-afternoon air.

She smiled a little, for in spite of the ship's odors and the scent of the sea, she could smell honeysuckle and lilac and freshly harvested tobacco.

The library was in the center of the village, near the Ocean County Courthouse, and as we walked from the municipal parking lot toward the red brick building, I could smell honeysuckle.

She knew that the violently blue hydrangea bush was halfway to Matt's grave; that you could smell honeysuckle when you were only steps away from it.

I smelled asphalt and honeysuckle.

He could smell honeysuckle, and lily of the valley, and musk.

Why do I smell honeysuckle as if summer has arrived and I am standing in the sun?

Sitting on the floor of the mailroom, smelling dust and honeysuckle, I broke the tape and lifted the box-lid.