Life With A Side Of Autism

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Tuesday, August 15, 2017

5 Smells That Take Me Right Back To My Childhood - What Are Yours?



A coworker brought me tomatoes and green beans from his garden yesterday. I opened up the bag, and suddenly, my childhood rushed out at me, wrapping me in a big fuzzy blanket of memory. It's amazing how a smell can take you back.

That got me thinking about all the other smells I associate with childhood - and here they are in no particular order:

1. Tomatoes

My grandma had a garden where she grew tomatoes and green beans. We used to play among the taller plants, and always helped her pick tomatoes and snap green beans (and the green beans always got cooked in a big pot with a bunch of bacon). The smell of tomatoes on the vine makes me four years old again, and I love it.

2. Rain on Sagebrush

I spent the majority of my childhood years in New Mexico, and that smell is unlike anything you'll smell anywhere else. It's clean and fresh and wonderful.



3. Coppertone Suntan Lotion

We used to take a camping trip nearly every year to a lake, and Coppertone (with 2 SPF for all the good that did)  was my constant companion.

4. Brownies baking

My mom made amazing brownies that didn't taste like anyone else's brownies. The smell of baking brownies take me back and I can still remember the way my brothers and I would stare at those brownies through the oven door, scalding our mouths on them as we dug them out of the pan while mom scolded us to wait. The pain was worth it.

5. Old books

Growing up in the hot southwest, summer was spent in a nearly even split of pool and library for me. Our town library was small, but it was air conditioned. I used to sit there for hours reading through various books - I read a different Shakespearean play every week one summer! Digging through and finding old, forgotten books that hadn't been checked out in years was a great pasttime. I loved the smell of those books.

What about you? What smells send you back to your childhood?

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