So, I've been doing a lot of smiling in the last 48 hours.
Not just because DH's latest CT scan warranted a great review from his oncologist (which is pretty awesome!)
... but I think Summer's finally releasing her grip on the valley. Woo-hoo!
Just yesterday morning - instead of automatically hitting the A/C, I felt like rolling my car's window down. Not 10 minutes later, I caught the unmistakable aroma of a commercial bakery, and my toes began to curl in unison.
... Which got me pondering.
Aside from baking bread, or a porterhouse steak sizzling over a mesquite-wood fire, here's a baker's dozen of my favorite, happy aromas.
Garlic and onions simmering in olive oil
Movie theater lobbies
Supermarket freezer-chests (it's been a long time since I stuck my head deep inside and inhaled ... only on account grown-ups aren't supposed to do that sort of thing.)
Original Jergens lotion
The lumber section of a warehouse
A lit pipe (preferably held by a gent wearing a smoking jacket, cradling a cognac in his other hand. Ahhh!)
Have I struck a chord with anyone?
What would you recommend?
Thank you for pausing to visit, and please, have yourselves a sweet new week!