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Danielle from There’s a Book hosts A Bit of Me(me) every Saturday. Each week she asks us to post the answer to a question designed to help us get to know each other better.
This week’s question:
What is your favorite smell and why? Does it bring back memories?
I’ll admit that I thought this question was a little weird at first. I don’t have the greatest sniffer out there, so smells aren’t something I pay a whole lot of attention to. Working in health care, this can honestly be a blessing. Is that TMI? Anyway, I thought about it and realized there are a lot of smells that I really like, but there’s one that stands out.
I ♥ the smell of freshly-cut grass. I smell it and I’m happy.
|Photo of a “new-mown hayfield by Bickley Hall Farm”
taken by Espresso Addict and posted on Wikimedia Commons.
I grew up pretty far out in the country. My grandparents have a small family farm and I grew up just a “little piece” down the mountain from them. My uncles have slowly been taking over more and more of the responsibility for things over the years. Anyway, my parents’ house is at the edge of all this, in between a big hayfield and the tree line. So every summer, in about June, my uncle would mow the hay for the first time. Oh, it’s a heavenly smell. We were fresh out of school for the summer, I had stacks and stacks of books from the library to read, life was simple and life was good. We didn’t have air conditioning back then, so we would open the windows in the evening to let the cool air in and that smell would come wafting into the house on a summer breeze. The lightning bugs would start coming out and shining their little lights in the trees and in the field.
|Photo of “Glowworms in the forest” taken by Quit007
and posted on Wikimedia Commons
Yup, freshly-cut grass brings back tons of great memories.
No, neither of these pictures actually has anything to do with me, they just captured the spirit of what I’m writing about!
What’s your favorite smell? Write a post and link up at There’s a Book!