I love the smell of fresh mint, after a night of light rain. We have some that grows wild amongst the grass at the top of our garden, the unexpected fragrance makes you automatically inhale when you graze the leaves as you walk on by. I found the children's yellow spade abandoned in the old tin bath tub where they had been digging around amongst the potting soil that had been left there for mud play. The mint growing there is accidental, I don't remember planting it there. Maybe the children threw in some 'weeds' they pulled while playing last year and it has taken root.