I am grateful for my sense of smell because it means the scent of a nice dinner spreading through the house increases the anticipation for it. Sometimes smell evokes memories. When I was in middle school, we would walk or bike past a huge cabbage field. Every autumn, after the harvest, the smell of over-ripe… Continue reading Smell
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One of my earliest memories
That I know is a memory and not just something I’ve been told, is picking my grandfather up at the hospital and bringing him home for a visit. I know it was the summer I turned four in 1987, as I had one sister, we had a blue Volvo station wagon and not the Renault,… Continue reading One of my earliest memories
Quotation Monday #10: Smell
“Nothing is more memorable than a smell. One scent can be unexpected, momentary and fleeting, yet conjure up a childhood summer beside a lake in the mountains…” — Diane Ackerman