During the same phone conversation with my Brother Joel, wherein he asked me the truly strange question about walking through a prison naked, he misunderstood my question about what kind of food would you choose to smell like for the rest of your life.At first he thought I was asking if you could only smell one smell for the rest of your life and all other smells would cease to exist, which smell would you choose?
I think that is an interesting question in its own right, and so I pose it to you now. Which smell?
I say woodsmoke.
6 comments:
teen-spirit.
just kidding.
lilacs.
Cut grass
lemongrass.
freshly baked bread right out of the oven. . .preferably in my Grandma Bull's kitchen which would then also have the faint aroma of woodsmoke!!!
That clean crisp smell that invigorates right after a Florida thunder storm.
I'm going with Josh, A nice campfire on a crisp autumn evening.
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