It’s obvious that certain smells can trigger nostalgia. They can bring you back to a house party in the 10th grade (not that I would attend such things…), * to an afternoon spent with family, or an avocado farm in Guatemala ( *Ahh, memories ). But have you ever felt like a specific smell can embody a whole season?
There are a very specific few scents that can take me from one season, into the next. The smell of hot pavement and chlorine smells like a hot summer day, the smell of pine or wet wool makes me miss winter, and two of my favourite spices, cloves and cinnamon, couldn’t possibly remind me of anything but a sunny fall afternoon. Around 4pm. With a hot mug of cider. Maybe a little whiskey. And a fire, if you’re so lucky.