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Turbine exhaust

Cherry pipe tobacco

Tangerines

Firecrackers on the 4th

Real Christmas trees

Pumpkin bread in the oven

I had an uncle who passed yesterday at 90, I remember staying him a couple of summers when my Dad would be overseas and my mother did not want to handle me,plus my two sisters.
I'll never forget his horse barn and learning to ride,then his wood shop in the afternoons till supper time...

The smell of my horses, a newly powdered lariat rope, and roping steers.

The decaying leaves on the first cool Fall morning.

The smell of my first new deer rifle as I opened it from its box on Christmas morning when I was 14.

The smell of newly worked Osage Orange as I'm making a bow.

And fish smell on my hands after a day on a Small mouth stream.

Ah hell, Buckskin you had to remind me:

The smell of burning sh_t in JP-4, of 3-day old bodies in 95+ heat . . . and that first time up close smell of a real American girl on that freedom bird on the way back - God Bless America

When I was about 7 years old, my grandfather coming home to a warm house after a couple days in the woods cutting balsam. The heat activated the resin on his clothes and the wonderful evergreen smell permeated the downstairs. Would swear I smelled it again just before I found out my mother passed.

Burning hoof while hot seating horse shoes.

The smell of the black mud of the river bank and the river right before dark on a humid summer evening. The smell of northern pike slime to go along with it. Just a slight hint of that smell and I am instantly taken back to several great years when I had access to a farm with a stretch of wild river flowing through it.

The smell of the interior of a brand new car. Haven't smelt that for a long time - I love it.

Anyone know why it smells like that??

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Paper hull shotgun shells after you shoot them.

And the smell of freshly plowed dirt the first time I run the tractor & plow through a field that hasn't been cultivated for a year.

Stuff that's not good for you...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_car_smell

Outboard motor exhaust, I love that gas, oil mix smell.

And, blush, the smell of a paper mill.

quaking asp and cottonwood leaves on the ground in the fall

a jug of gunpowder when you crack it open.

I was thinking of specifically burning flesh, but from a different battle/war.

I would say impossible to forget.

The smell of Vietnam, on a warm humid day let a Huey pass by I can close my eyes and smell the nam. I know you who fought there will understand.

Puppy breath.

Old Spice.

Or old dog with bad teeth breath............

A summer rain on hot Georgia asphalt.

Borkum Riff pipe tabacco.

A ham in the smoker.

First time I gutted a deer.

When I was 4, I had my tonsils out. Back then (1952), they used ether. It was probably 20 years later before I quit having flashbacks of that smell.

My mom's sourdough bread fresh from the oven - made from sourdough starter that came across the Oregon Trail.

The smell of hot tires, hot brakes and hot clutches in the racing pits.