Question of the Day - Tuesday, March 5th, 2024

[notabitail]

The smell of old wood. Like old wooden boxes or some old books. Reminds me of my grandparents house. Also, certain songs and sayings. My parents and grandparents would sing or say to me.

My family moved in with my Nana recently. But before that, I remember it always being fun to go there. Not just because of the high speed internet, but because there was fun stuff to do. Like raid Nana's cabinet, take all the card stock and tape, and make toy cars with it. I miss that smell.

Now that we live with her it's no longer the same. It's a nightmare sometimes :/

 

[5Australorpasaures]

Not sure where your mind went but ya take a guess

How to Jump to a conclusion.

 

[azurbanclucker]

The smell of the desert after rain. it's distinctive and reminds me of my grandparent's place when I was growing up.

 

[notabitail]

The smell of the desert after rain. it's distinctive and reminds me of my grandparent's place when I was growing up.

How could I forget that one?

 

[Brooks_]

Salty'beachy scents. If that makes any sense.

 

[Evadig]

My family moved in with my Nana recently. But before that, I remember it always being fun to go there. Not just because of the high speed internet, but because there was fun stuff to do. Like raid Nana's cabinet, take all the card stock and tape, and make toy cars with it. I miss that smell.

Now that we live with her it's no longer the same. It's a nightmare sometimes :/

I get you! We did that during COVID. But she's passed on now...we don't mention the rougher times anymore.

 

[notabitail]

I get you! We did that during COVID. But she's passed on now...we don't mention the rougher times anymore.

We started the whole moving thing during covid.

 

[sourland]

The smell of coffee brewing and bacon frying.
The sight of wooded hills.
The sound of rain on a tin roof.

 

[notabitail]

Salty'beachy scents. If that makes any sense.

That too. You all are good at finding stuff in my brain.

(I miss California again).

 

[notabitail]

The smell of coffee brewing and bacon frying.
The sight of wooded hills.
The sound of rain on a tin roof.

Mmm. I'll take the bacon, you get the coffee.