Today what is in my heart is the curiosity of scents. Smells make the mouth water or eyes tear. They delight us and remind us.

Smells can make you smile.

The smell of a baby just after a bath. Her hair still wet and curling around her head. The smell of a litle boy who has been playing in a dirt hill. How about the smell of children in a swimming pool.

I love the smell of a good campfire. Springtime. Anytime after rain. A snowstorm on the ski hill. Just mowed grass. My lilac trees. Grape juice. Pineapple juice. Brussels Sprouts.

The sweaty smell of teenage soccer playing boys - that smell is okay while they’re on the field but oh, when they get in the car, open all the windows and laugh hard or you’ll cry. Shin guards.

Freshly laundered sheets and towels in a hotel make me feel good. They’re obviously laundered in some commercial grade detergent but they remind me of a hospital and the joy of giving birth to my children.

The smell of a two-stroke engine (a snowmobile) always warms my heart and reminds me of Uncle Phillip.

Grandma’s house smells like it always used to. It smells right.

How long can a scent linger on the air? How do scents linger?

Several years while at Martin’s Cove, I smelled a scent on the air. It was my first clue that I needed to learn about G. G. G. Grandma Alice. I don’t know how it worked, but I did know that I was supposed to pay attention.

Smells are curious things. They delight us and remind us. The remembering is good.