Wednesday, March 24, 2010


Mary has flu so I took coffee to her this morning, and when I came back through my front door I could smell flowers and fresh coffee and my heart lifted with pleasure. Smell is so important. I once gave up on a suitor because the smell of his washing powder crystalised my distaste for him.

My grandmother's house smelled deliciously of tea.


Blogger Felix said...

Agreed. I think smell is one of the most important determinants of emotion. I never really feel like I'm somewhere unless I can smell it. The airport, San Francisco, your house. These places feel like they mean more to me because I can recognize the smells. Luscious.
I can't wait to smell the Mediterranean again.

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