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The aroma of coconut suntan oil still makes my sticker peck out.

This.

Mom's home made bread. We never ate a slice of store bought bread. The smell of garlic and dill when Mom and Dad were canning pickles.They would put up about 150 quarts every year.

pre-sunrise diesel exhaust
fresh mixed concrete
just mowed grass
just harvested grass
onions
peeled oranges and lemons
ocean
wet forest
burning rubber

Old trucks.

Sage and juniper warming after a bit of rain. I honestly like the smell of skunk, in moderation.

Got a whiff of that a few years ago and I suddenly remembered a trip in my folks Oldsmobile Vista Cruiser with my Dads best friends daughters. They had some lip gloss in a ginger bread man key chain locket sorta thing had the same scent.

I bet I was 2 years old.

Crazy how the brain works.

Birch campfires
Black powder smoke
snatch in the morning or anytime for that matter

My Mom's Windsong perfume...

Hoppes #9

Plumeria blossoms

Rain on hot Texas asphalt.

Fresh bannock baking by an open campfire.

Water evaporating off your skin in the hot sun after a swim.

Fresh, raw scallops eaten from the shell after just being pried off a rock.

Hamburger and onions frying.

Cinnamon pinwheels baking.

Bluegills and home fried potatoes frying in butter.

The smell of tar in a real old ship's chandlery.

An apple orchard in bloom.

Smell of a brand new acoustic guitar - pick one, any of 'em, and I've had a lot; Taylor, Gibson, Martin, Takamine.

Overnighting as a kid at my grandmother's house, chilly early morning not even daylight yet, the smell of coal burning in the fireplace grate and old cast iron Warm Morning heater along with homemade biscuits, pork sausage and home cured smoked bacon and fresh eggs frying and boiled coffee all made on her ancient wood burning cook stove, fresh whole milk still warm from her cow.

Found out I was allergic to the aroma of eucalyptus trees in So. California.

All you fuggers with your smell memories.

I have anosmia - I have never smelled a thing in my life.

My wife, a wet dog, a baby, puppy breath, a ballpark and hotdogs.

Leaking propane in a pit blind on the Platte in Nebraska......

Sage in bloom,
A orange grove in bloom,
Honeysuckel
Silky satin items left in your teenage car after a long make out session plus
I have some paper shotgun shells from the `1960s and fire one once in a while just to smell it.
A 5lb bag of coffee beans just unsealed.
the river on a summer evening
juniper in the fireplace
a puppy

and about a 1000 more

My first real girl friend and I used to sneak down in her parents basement for a piece of ass, where her mom had some crocks of homemade sauerkraut brewing.

To this day when I am eating some I get a woody.

Roses. Julie, my high school sweetheart, and her mom grew hundreds of roses. She would dry and crush the petals and use them in her shampoo. Always smelled of fresh cut rose. Beautiful memory.

+1 I have that olfactory memory as well. I visited a long-lost cousin in Ireland and she was cooking stew over a peat fire (turf fire) in her fireplace. I relive that smell whenever I enjoy a peated scotch.

I'll add the smell of new leather; a pair of new boots or baseball glove. What boy didn't stick his nose into the pocket of a new baseball glove?

I recently bought a GI issued "Willey Pete" bag. The smell of that thing brought back some memories.

Napalm on human flesh...