My grandparent's house on my dad's side smelled like:
wet sand
hot shale
warm cotton
creosote
wood
Kool aid
and grass outside
bacon
maple syrup
pipe smoke
Pledge
Downy
and Caress inside.
My grandma's house on my mom's side smelled like:
sidewalk
train tracks
and elm trees outside
peppers
cantaloupe
chicken broth
tomatoes
apple pie
un-salted bread
and peaches inside.
Any time I smell any of these it takes me right back.
Your turn...
It doesn't have to be a grandparent's house. Just anything.
I don't have my own smells to share, but I do have a memory. I remember 2 years ago, you sitting in front of me at Words for the Journey at a night meeting. You won a contest for best devotional (unpublished). It was titled, "What Do You Smell Like?" (I still have it.) So that tells me you are an olfactory kinda girl. :D
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