I love your beautiful descriptions of the nostalgia of smell! Thank you for the prompts to remember: I think if the smell of orange blossoms from my Junior spring abroad in Sevilla, the smell of ocean surf at the Big Sur and pine mountains of the Black Hills!
Love this. And it's timely, as I think so many of us have such strong associations with December smells...Christmas trees, Yankee Candles, fresh-baked cookies. My favorite smells tell me I'm home. Literally. The fragrance of oak floors, the cedars after (rare) rain, a pot of chili on the stove.
Gorgeous, Kell. Just exquisite. Thank you.
I love your beautiful descriptions of the nostalgia of smell! Thank you for the prompts to remember: I think if the smell of orange blossoms from my Junior spring abroad in Sevilla, the smell of ocean surf at the Big Sur and pine mountains of the Black Hills!
Love this. And it's timely, as I think so many of us have such strong associations with December smells...Christmas trees, Yankee Candles, fresh-baked cookies. My favorite smells tell me I'm home. Literally. The fragrance of oak floors, the cedars after (rare) rain, a pot of chili on the stove.
I love this reminder to take in every aroma and hope that where you live next is just as aromatic.
Two favorites from as far back as my olfactory memory goes...
-grandma's cinnamon rolls
-colorado's bristlecone pine tree