I love the smell of good pizza or chocolate. I love a nice tomato smell with some seasonings and that delicious cheese! Mmm! Chocolate has such a nice smell it is almost addictive.
One of my favorite smells, as well as one of the most nostalgic: Is a mixture of french fries, secondhand smoke, and a faint waft of fish from the river--all hanging in the humid August air.
One of the strongest smell/memories for me is the mix of leis and jet fuel. This is the smell of landing in Hawaii. It triggers memories of vacation / adventure / family to me and is really distinctive - floral and sharp!
I love the smell of good pizza or chocolate. I love a nice tomato smell with some seasonings and that delicious cheese! Mmm! Chocolate has such a nice smell it is almost addictive.
Good pizza! Yes!! And chocolate, um yes to that too. Good ones!
One of my favorite smells, as well as one of the most nostalgic: Is a mixture of french fries, secondhand smoke, and a faint waft of fish from the river--all hanging in the humid August air.
That's a quite a mix! Is the river that you're referring to The Great Mississippi?
It sure is!
One of the strongest smell/memories for me is the mix of leis and jet fuel. This is the smell of landing in Hawaii. It triggers memories of vacation / adventure / family to me and is really distinctive - floral and sharp!
I know that smell. Do something with me. Try to conjure that smell, really smell it. Can you feel yourself relax and get into vacation mode?
Absolutely!
Rain. I love a rainy day.
That's a wonderful smell. Good one.
Do you know this piece? We sang it in high school. The lyrics are beautiful.
Rainsong - Houston Bright (1916-1970), "Rainsong," for mixed chorus (SATB, divisi) a cappella; ©1957.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KHO9viLcYrE
CLOUDS HANG HEAVY above the plain,
They bring the smell of a summer rain,
And my heart, it is heavy, too,
And my spirits are heavy, too.
(See how the rains do pour,
As if forevermore.)
Clouds drift low in a shadowed spell,
They bring the mem'ry of one farewell,
When a spirit from life withdrew,
When the soul of my love withdrew.
(See how the rains do pour,
As if forevermore.)
Raindrops fall from a sodden sky,
They drum a querulous lullaby,
As in mem'ry of one who sleeps,
As if crooning to one who sleeps.
(See how the rains do pour,
As if forevermore!)