I was noticing the other day as I drove with my car window open , the smells in the air and the memories they were bringing back. Many people don't like passing a dairy because of certain odors. I pass a dairy and the smells take me back to when dad picked up milk for Neilsen's creamery. I smell the hay and there I am with my brother running across the tops of the stacked bales. We built forts and played hide and seek. I smell the grain and I'm taken back to the calve pens . Dad told us to stick our thumbs out and the calves would suck on them, boy they did and would keep going til our thumbs were raw. Sometimes the dairy owners would bring out the bottles and let us feed the new calves, that was fun. I can remember the smell inside the creamery , it was a clean smell and hard to describe but I'll never forget it. I have certain country smells that take me out to when I'd spend the weekends at my friend Duane's when he moved out east of Tulare. Playing football beside the cow pasture . Fun times. Wouldn't it be great to be able to go back.
I often wonder if my kids will have their smells that take them to their childhood and fond memories.
So ever so often turn off your air conditioner, roll your windows down and just drive. See if anything comes to mind when the breeze goes across you face. Just take a few deep breaths and soon you'll be a kid again playing in new mown grass or grabbing up pollywogs in a ditch.
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Smells are such a memory trigger, aren't they!
That's why I always buy a new perfume when I travel to a new country - it encapsulates all the magical memories within that scent, so when I wear it in the future I experience a flood of fabulous vacation memories.
Its so true that if blissful memories are tied to traditionally unattractive scents, the aromas are experienced with rapture just the same. Much like you tell in this posting!
Loved it!
Wow, ya I don't think of smells very often, I have to admit. I have never had a very good nose, so it isn't my strongest sense, but I do remember the smells of my old vehicles and yes different makes all smell different. I don't know why, but I love the smell of my old chevy trucks and the Model A. When I get close to the Model A I get great memories of when I first decided to get it running. I think I was around 12. The old Chevy smell reminds me of going canning (hunting for cans) with an older gentleman, friend of the family. I was probably around 10. He used to drive me around on the running board of his 52 Chevy Pickup until I'd tell him to stop because I saw a can. Pretty nice of him since his gas probably cost more than the reward of any cans I found...it sure was fun though.
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