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  • Jody Pitsch

    Ahhhhhhh:)

    August 17, 2021
    • Write in Community

      Thanks, Jody. Every time I smell the scent of cherry tobacco my Uncle John walks in the room!

      August 17, 2021
  • Mike Stinson

    Wrote a poem recently about the aroma of freshly mowed sweet clover and the memory kindled. Our senses not only can take us back, but can unite us with the Now. Good exercise!

    August 17, 2021
    • Write in Community

      Capturing scent to inspire us does jumpstart our creativity. And brings us to the Present! A great bridge between the Now and the Past. Thank you, Mike.

      August 18, 2021
  • Pam

    I love these ideas! The unusual soap my first boyfriend used…

    I can’t resist telling this olfactory story that happened, honest to God, to a friend of mine.

    “Julie” passed a little gas silently as she read to her toddler. Jay sniffed the air, turned to her, all lit up, and shouted, “Daddy’s home!”

    August 18, 2021
    • Write in Community

      Oh, I love this story, Pam! A toddler already at a young age was making the connection between smell and image. Truer words were never spoken!

      August 18, 2021

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