"It was like most country stores, smelling of everything that was in it - good, rich, wonderful smells of new leather, fresh-ground coffee, cured hams and bacon, spices, and the like." (from Treasure Mountain, by Louis L'Amour)
I have often noted how odors key memories. A certain perfume. Mint in a flower bed. That rich smell of the creek bottoms. Prince Albert pipe tobacco. Burning pine knots. I could go on and on.
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