- The smell of fresh bread as it wafts down the street from the bakery on the Avenue.
- The smell, on a fall evening, of the first fire in some one's fire place.
- The smell of snow in the air, in early October, as I walk out to the car, and see that all of the leaves have turned, almost over night.
- Earth, just slightly warmed, as I hold it up to my nose, to determine if the garden has warmed up enough.
- The smell of freshly ground coffee.
- Wet wool (yes, I know, not quite normal)
- A house full of cedar and pine at Christmas.
- The smell of a Sunday roast cooking in the oven, with guests coming over for dinner.
- Mayday trees that first day they bloom, in early summer, when I throw my windows open to inhale.
- The smell from sleeping on soft cotton sheets that have dried in the summer sun.
What about you?