Favorite: Chicken soup. Gussie’s feet — clean or stinky. The pine needles at the cottage in Eagle River. Early morning dew. The wind when you ride fast on your bike. Library books. Josh’s homemade pies. Summer sheets hanging on a clothesline.

Distinct: Gasoline. Department store perfume counters. Chicago garbage trucks. Babies. The mysterious powder in my mom’s bathroom cabinet. Sawdust.

Smells that Remind Me of Something: Lip gloss = high school and thoughts about kissing boys. Seats on a school bus = shouting children. Cotton candy = being on top of a ferris wheel. An old vinyl record = my dad singing.

Inspired by Amy Krouse Rosenthal

2 thoughts on “Smells”

  1. I’m not sure where I would put gasoline on this list, perhaps all three categories! I have to admit, I kind of like the smell of it, along with pine needles, morning dew, … And the gasoline also brings back memories of filling up the lawn mower with it as a kid, and again I should admit, I kind of liked mowing the lawn too!

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  2. I have terrible eyesight and “WHAT?” level hearing, so I always say that my sense of smell is my strongest sense. I love that olfactory memories take us right back to a place. Neat slice today, thanks for sharing 🙂

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