Twisted Sifter: I would venture a guess that most smells are divisive. Some people love the way a blooming lilac smells, others might find it sickly sweet. Some people love the vinegar-y spice of a pickle jar, others might wrinkle their noses.
If there’s one scent that people seem to really take a deep inhale of and smile, though, it’s the fresh, wet smell of the world just after a rain shower has passed. MORE
I’ve had to settle for the smell of humidity. Rain is the best, but it has been rare lately.
The way it smells after ______________________.
(Life is one smell after another.)
Petrichor – the smell of wet earth after rain. I know this because I am a pluviophile. 🙂
The smell of napalm in the morning…
I can smell rain often five or more minutes before it starts. I love it when an old familiar smell reminds me of a good memory. Once in a factory production setting I got a whiff of some chemicals that smelled like crayons. I immediately remembered coloring with them as a child, that put a smile in my heart in the most unlikely place.
I sure do miss the pleasant aroma of leaded high octane.
Am partial to the scent of clean laundry after it’s brought in off the clothesline on a Sunny and breezy day
The fragrance of bacon on a wisp of morning breeze finding me as I split another round…
Buy a Thunderstorm air purifier from Eden Pure. It cleans up smells and leaves the same smell as after a rainstorm.
“I can smell rain often five or more minutes before it starts.”
Same here. Doesn’t happen often, but usually when a bad storm is approaching and a gusty wind blows right around you…that’s when I smell it.
As I sit in a perfect duck blind,in a beautiful swamp in a spitting rain blasting away at Wood ducks all I smell is burning gun powder. A most excellent day.
Lately, mostly I smell wood smoke and goose shit.
mortem tyrannis
izlamo delenda est …
I love the smell of toddlers ……..
makes my dick hard ………
well ……. as hard as it gets ……
I find the first minute of rain on hot cement enjoyable.
Wondering what Pedo Joe likes.
Nah. We all know. Expecting a sock puppet to chime in.
Dang. How’d I miss Joe already clocking in.
Uncle Al NOVEMBER 19, 2022 AT 1:25 PM
I sure do miss the pleasant aroma of leaded high octane.
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I wanted to be a gas station attendant when I smelled that as a child. It really was good.
I do enjoy the smell of the earth after a rain shower.
One of my favorite smells comes from many visits to my grandparents farm in Northern Michigan. We always had rusty cars, so when we drove down the country dirt roads, the dust would seep through the holes just a little. When I drive down dirt roads now (that have not been treated to keep the dust down), my mind flies back to being 6 years old looking forward to seeing my grandma.
Oh, and that reminds me of sleeping in their tar paper shack. Us kids were piled in the huge iron bed with scratchy wool blankets listening to the adults talking in the next room. We could hear them through the curtain doorway, but they sounded like the adults in the Peanuts cartoons. The smell of the coffee perking on the wood stove was added to the wood fire to make a sweet soothing blanket of safety knowing they were there as we fell asleep and all was right with the world.
Sigh.