Well, it's Saturday. Me? I'm working today. Oh, the Vertical Wheel of Fortune got canceled, but I've got a few stores to hit, and some more reports to prepare. That's ok. It's not EVERY Saturday so I won't complain.
But we should have one of our Saturday Questions. At least I think so.
And it is, after all, my blog........
Anyway, I was up early this morning. It's chilly. The temp was in the mid 30's. So I wrapped up in my fuzzy robe, grabbed my coffee and headed out to the sun porch to greet the morning. It's a beautiful day. Crisp. Clear. Almost perfect.
After a while it was time to head in and get this party started. I jumped in the shower and pulled myself together.
As I walk back out to the kitchen, it hits me. Ahhh.....pears. Yes, I said Pears.
I have a pear scented candle in my kitchen. Along with cinnamon. I love the way my kitchen smells.
And that got me to thinking......I've always thought myself a "visual" kind of gal. I sketch things out. If there's a situation, I create a flow chart so that I can SEE it, and then I'm able to get a better grip on what is going on. I like pictures. I wanna look you in the eyes when we're talking. Visual. See it. You get the idea.
But that is how my BRAIN works. My heart? Ahhh that is all tied to scent. My memories? All include the fragrance of the moment.
Growing up? It's burning leaves, fresh baked bread, fried chicken. My marriage? Stale beer and cigarettes. Sweaty clothes. (yeah, we don't go THERE very often!) My life since? Salt water, suntan lotion. Apple pie, my favorite candles.
So, as much as I claim to be all "visual", don't let me fool you. For me. It's all about the fragrance. The scents of my life.
What about you? What stirs YOUR memories? Are you visual? Is it a song or sound that grabs your attention and takes you back? What is it? And will you share?
Posted by Tammi at September 15, 2007 07:43 AM | TrackBackWith me it's usually when someone else reminds me about something I did. When it's just a random memory it's always something that I'm currently experiencing that I experienced at the time the memory was made. It could be a scent, it could be cirucmstances (Brisk autumn morning, scent of decay in the air, bright colors on the leaves and thinking of my grandparents reminds me of the pumpkin festival, but change one of those variables and it reminds me of something else) other times it's just an emotion.
Posted by: Contagion at September 15, 2007 08:59 AMTammi,
There's nothing much worse to smell than an enclosed hog building reeking of hog shit when you have a hangover.