Daily prompt: Nosey delights

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beaches, pine trees, postaday2014, scents, smells

From the yeasty warmth of freshly baked bread to the clean, summery haze of lavender flowers, we all have favorite smells we find particularly comforting. What’s yours?

My all time favorite smell in the world and I do not think that there will ever be another smell to replace it comes from France, of course 😉

Imagine pulling up in your car or slowing down your bicycle and pulling into a parking located within a pine tree grove. You either get out of your car or get off you bicycle, you stretch and inhale. You immediately inhale the combined smells of fresh pine, the aroma of sunshine, the faint whiff of ocean air and the clean scent of age old sand. Each note is singular but they marry together into a scent that is exhilarating, intoxicating and pristine. It infuses you with a calm and peace that washes over your body, mind and soul.

I miss that scent so very much; if I could have bottled to tide me over for the months and sometimes years that I am away from France, I would.

Beautiful isn’t it? One of my favorite places in the world, I can’t ever get enough.

I remember it well

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memories, postaday2012, scenes, scents, sense, sight, sound

• Write down the first sight, sound, smell, sensation and scene from your life that come to mind with just sixty seconds for each. See which of those you’d most like to continue to write about, and where it leads you.

• Remembering
• My face with my big brown eyes, brown freckles that run across my nose, my wild thick crazy wavy hair and full lips, a lot of untamed features inhabiting the space on my head. The smell of vegetable soup that wafts in the entryway of my Tont-ton’s house, that smell signifies home, hearth, love and family. I can still hear that woodpecker waking me up in the house from hell at 6:00 every morning like clockwork. I really detested that woodpecker, he was right outside my window, the babies slept right through it but I couldn’t for the life of me, the rat-a-tat-tat felt like hammer blows against the house he was so close. That darn woodpecker.

  The smell of the vegetable soup beckons me to the kitchen and there she is, Tantine, or at least her back, she turns around with a wet tomato in her hand and I walk quickly to her to kiss her hello, I can tell that she is so happy to see me. She turns back with her tomato, puts it aside and continues to rinse the others, all the while asking me how I am doing and how are the babies. Her hands are busy peeling the tomatoes and then the onions. She starts to slice both of them to make her tomato and onion salad, she sprinkles salt and pepper and pours red wine vinegar and peanut oil over the tomatoes and onions and pushes it off to the side to let it marinate for a bit before lunch. She then continues with the other preparations for the rest of our lunch.