looking19632008 54F
2491 posts
7/16/2006 11:24 am

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Have you ever smelled a scent or tasted something that takes you back in time? I can remember hot summer days when I was a kid, playing hide & seek, catching lightening bugs- the air was thick with the smell of flowers in my Grandmother's garden. Our treat was a vanilla ice cream cone on the front porch, while we cooled off. If we had a belly ache or a sore throat, it was always Vernors Ginger ale. Remember Frosty root beer? That was a special treat, in the bright colored metal cups. Holidays bring scents of cinnamon & vanilla- or the scent of cookies baking in the oven. Nothing was better @ Christmas than the smell of a fresh cut tree in the basement. I enjoy the wet green smells of outside, after a cool rain. I can also find this hiking on trails down in the Smokies. The ultimate scent for me, is sitting on the beach, early in the morning- watching the sun rise. The pungent, salty air blowing in your face & through your hair cleanses the soul. Then there's the smell of the turkey baking @ Thanksgiving, or the scent of fresh baking bread in the oven. How about the scent & taste of ripe summer fruit on a hot day? Tell me, what are some of your favorite tastes or smells? What memories do they bring up?

fortunaswm 62M/52F

7/16/2006 12:00 pm

The most recent was the camping trip last month. Don't have a clue what kind of flower in was, but it instantly took me back to the Honeysucle bush in the back yard as a child. We would pull off the little buds and suck the nectar out from the bottom.

But, I'm of the other gender and one of my favorite smells is Castrol Bean Oil at a race track.
It has a distinct smell that cannot be mistaken for any other. When I was a little boy (same period as the honeysuckle) my dad took me to motorcycle races every weekend. They were memorable days.
Also during the same period of time - my dad would often take me to his volunteer fire dept (which is how I became involved as a volunteer as an adult). Fire departments also have distinct smell that seems to be the same in most of them. It is another smell that takes me back in time to adventures as a child.

On the softer side - lavender and lilacs bring me back to the first time I spent an intimate evening with a woman that captured all my heart. And that has only been a few years ago. I don't know if I'll ever be blessed (or perhaps cursed) to ever experience that kind of heart felt warmth again - bit I'm glad I have the memory of that evening.

Here's wishing I was in Ohio

JuicyBBW1001 54F

7/16/2006 12:05 pm

Hmmm the smell of the midway you know onions peppers and sausages and funnel cakes and things like that. Takes me back to a time where I remember being able to just be a normal kid even for just a day here and a day there.


sexloverocknroll 57M
415 posts
7/18/2006 6:08 pm

Grandma's unique coffee, Obsession cologne for women, brownies and/or chocolate chip cookies baking, sandalwood incense,tree blossoms in Spring...

sexloverocknroll 57M
415 posts
7/19/2006 6:38 pm

She had this old, all clear glass coffee pot that sat on the stove. A person would put the water in the bottom and the coffee grounds in the top. That piece was tin and it did not stop much of the grounds. The coffee would be so dark that one could not see through it in that pot. Then, she used this frozen coffee creamer, can not recall the name, that together produced a very unique aroma. She was my grandmother in Guernsey, WY, the place I felt most at home.

warmandsexy52 64M
13164 posts
7/23/2006 11:09 am

A coalfire in North East England. A Malaysian market. The Mediterranean off the coast of North Cyprus. The rich smells of coffee and bread in German shops.

Thank you for bringing some childhood memories.

warm xx

BC3377 61M

7/28/2006 2:29 pm

Sitting on the beach watching the moon rise over the ocean. A fire crackling near with a chicken dripping into the fire. The sharp smell of the surf mixed with a campfire and cooking. To sit there through the night gazeing at the stars talking. Walking down the beach barefoot letting the waves lap around our feet. Staying there all night only so we could see the sun peeking up over the cresting waves the birds with their morning call over the surf.

rm_bikerjim1961 55M
356 posts
7/30/2006 12:27 pm

Rideing it would have to be fresh mown hay. And the smell of the sea breeze or pine in the mountains on a hot day. I've been around alittle so have many memorys.

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