tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4609734477228946286.post2692804872166333642..comments2023-05-05T11:16:53.367+02:00Comments on The Adventures of OBB: The Power of SmellTeamobbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08600496247006586002noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4609734477228946286.post-51854294748554263132012-05-10T20:46:10.301+02:002012-05-10T20:46:10.301+02:00Ah the gift of Smell!
I am very partial to the sc...Ah the gift of Smell! <br />I am very partial to the scent of Linden trees in bloom. The scent is sweet and enticing; makes you stop and investigate: Where is this coming from? I have smelled it through my childhood in Budapest, in Montreal, on the West Coast... each time the scent find me, it a a delight<br /><br />The fragrance of sauteed garlic in olive oil ... mmm... promise of good things to come <br /><br />Coppertone lotion on sunkissed skin - amazing. Can conjure up a world of memories....<br /><br />Sea air...<br /><br />Our olfactory sense is the most ancient and primitive one of the 5 sensesCaptain AChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06086398920001615824noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4609734477228946286.post-12419778946922966822012-05-09T06:11:14.547+02:002012-05-09T06:11:14.547+02:00The smell right after a light spring rain. I call...The smell right after a light spring rain. I call it fresh. Adam always laughs because he says I love the word fresh.<br /><br />Coconut sun tan oil from the BAD days when lathering up with oil was cool.<br /><br />The smell of chocolate chip cookies baking in the oven because it reminds me so much of my childhood.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15479218145921512834noreply@blogger.com