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Nancy - Posted - 11/05/2009: 19:17:19
Okay. Guilty of watching the Science Ch. again. They were doing experiments with odors and how people reacted to the different smells.
I thought about that. Interesting.
What smells make you happy????
Nancy
We Create Our Tomorrows by what we dream today.
steve davis - Posted - 11/05/2009: 19:42:28
Homemade donuts frying.
The ocean
Edited by - steve davis on 11/05/2009 19:43:41
BanjoPicker96 - Posted - 11/05/2009: 19:47:54
The Gibson smell.
"There once was a picker named Bruno
who said "If there's one thing I do know,
guitars are fine,
and mandolins devine,
but banjos are numuro uno"
Forever Bluegrass.
Nancy - Posted - 11/05/2009: 19:47:55
Bread or apple pie baking in the oven
Leather
fresh wood
evergreens
wood smoke
a puppy
mountain air
sheets dried on the line outside
Nancy
We Create Our Tomorrows by what we dream today.
bobbybanjo - Posted - 11/05/2009: 19:50:11
Napalm in the morning!
Lt Col Bill Kilgore
mike gregory - Posted - 11/05/2009: 19:55:05
"White Rain" brand hairspray brings back happy memories.
The Late Great Irene was allergic to many other brands, so that's what she'd put on, before we went to any dress-up places. Then she'd put on her coat, with the fake fur collar.
I kept the coat, and sometimes I'll just sniff the collar, and remember.
Banjoitus - Posted - 11/05/2009: 19:58:32
Peach brandy, for some reason it makes me think of my childhood. I don't drink alcoholic beverages now, but when I did I loved the smell of it, though I preferred Jack for drinkin'.
bubbalouie - Posted - 11/05/2009: 20:08:08
Cucumbers.They repeat on me for days.I can only eat pickles.The smell of cukes in vinigar reminds of family reunions!.
Roast Turkey.
Cinnamin buns.
B.L
Mr. Quimby - Posted - 11/05/2009: 20:13:15
Horses
Autumn leaves
Laundry right out of the dryer
Wool
-Ace
AndBanjoWasHisNameO - Posted - 11/05/2009: 20:14:21
Bicycle shops & ski wax!
~Michael
"Well, it's a joke son! Don't you get it?"
CW Spook - Posted - 11/05/2009: 20:16:55
Leather, red cedar, Hoppes #9, the interiors of old airplanes and old British cars.
Rick
"The King has note of all that they intend, by interception which they dream not of. "
Henry V, Act ll, Scene 2.
Voyageur - Posted - 11/05/2009: 20:26:35
Anyone else remember those old purple mimeograph copies? We used to have them when I was in grade school. The teacher would hand out copies and immediately every kid in the room would press their nose right up to the paper for that brief but glorious whiff of whatever cancerous aromatic compound was in it.
But the best is the old garage at our family cottage. All I have to do is step inside and instantly I am 9 years old, tagging along behind my Grandpa while he puttered around at his workbench.
Mary
"Do not pray for an easy life. Pray to be stronger. Do not pray for tasks equal to your powers. Pray for powers equal to your tasks."
- Fr. Solanus Casey
Solo - Posted - 11/05/2009: 20:27:22
Cider mills .... the ranker the better.
Women wearing perfumes (the ones jacked up with secret and deadly man-trapping pheromones).
steve davis - Posted - 11/05/2009: 20:29:00
Salted herring for lobster bait.
pandjlocke - Posted - 11/05/2009: 20:57:45
Baking bread
BBQ smoke
British Sterling cologne
Pine Christmas tree
the forest on a cool spring morning
Beware of the urgent crowding out the important - C.E. Hummel
Paddy
KE - Posted - 11/05/2009: 21:06:45
bacon
Nosferatu - Posted - 11/05/2009: 21:15:48
H.E.
Thank you,
"Count" Hugh
"I bent over him, and tried to find any sign of life, but in vain." -- Jonathan Harker, Dracula
brokenstrings - Posted - 11/05/2009: 21:26:16
Mimosa, roses, rose geranium, Buddha's Hand citron, lemon, Key lime, bacon and onions in a skillet, stable on a winter night (horse and hay smell), long-haired red kitty Fufluns after just brushing past a pot of lavender.......
Jessy
Frailaway, ladies, frailaway!
Brother Jeeter - Posted - 11/05/2009: 21:26:56
This is a Blog from my Homepage, that I put up some time ago.
There are many smells from my past that I recall with fondness. Some of them may be considered ‘off beat’ or odd. There are some sounds as well.
Many times in the past, I have gone rabbit hunting on a frosty morning. A ‘grass sort of crunches under your feet’ morning. I mean the kind of morning when, if you breathed in through your nose, the air was cold enough that you could ‘feel’ it at the ‘rim’ of your nostrils. On days like that, the smell just after firing my shotgun was really pleasant.
For several years I raised a garden every summer. On a hot day, the scent of dirt in the air, just after I had run the tiller between the rows of potatoes, to loosen dirt so I could ‘hill’ it up on my potatoes, is something I could never get enough of.
I always liked the smell of a tomato plant.
My favorite days are the ones when the sky is a solid leaden overcast and there is a hard drizzle falling. The smell of rain in the air on those days is much better than perfume!
One of the 'perks' of working leather is the smell of the stuff.
I like the smell that is produced by striking steel against flint, when I start a fire with flint and steel.
The scent that only lives inside the cab of an old, OLD truck.
The smell of Black Powder being fired.
Bacon frying...and bread baking.
The smell of my Wife's hair.
These all take me back to ‘better days.’ I was younger, healthy and strong.
There is one sound that can never be mistaken for another. The sound of an anvil ringing when hot steel is being forged on it. Another memory from better days.
I have always loved the sound of a hard hit line drive coming off a genuine WOOD bat. The proverbial ‘crack of the bat.’ The muted ‘tink’ sound made by a ‘Tin Bat’ is an abomination!
I love the creaking sound a saddle makes.
The noise made by a brook flowing over rocks can do more good than prescription tranquilizers! Spend an afternoon beside a babbling brook and see if you can come away in a bad mood.
I love the sound made by a big Harley Motorcycle. Music to my ears.
Many high end Banjos will, right after a string change, have a pronounced ring AND a hum. It is always there, to a degree, but it is more noticeable right after you put on a new set of strings.
Wind chimes.
A Military Drum Corps. No other instruments, just the drums.
The sound of a cat purring.
The far off sound of a Piston Driven Bi-Plane purring.
The report of a big bore handgun, when it wanders through the hills.
Idle thoughts and pleasant memories.
Regards,
Jeeter
“The pump don’t work ‘cause the vandals took the handles.”
Bob Dylan
“Don’t get beat, ever, by anything, or anyone. You might get killed, but never get beat…And never ask for nothing but God’s light to see by.”
'The Woodsman'
"Do not traverse a structure erected to afford passage over a waterway until the time of drawing nigh unto it."
"Endeavor to Persevere."
From THE OUTLAW JOSIE WALES
Louisiana Rose - Posted - 11/06/2009: 02:12:00
Malcolm's aftershave
If you are gonna be out of date, do it right
Mainechowder - Posted - 11/06/2009: 04:04:05
Home made bread , "to me" is the best smell in the world.
Although rather odd, the smell of skunk reminds me of being a kid, either washing my dog with tomato juice or the countless hours I spent in the woods trapping and catching ( by accident) the occasional skunk. I can't say I "like" the smell, but it brings back very fond memories.
Don
rinemb - Posted - 11/06/2009: 04:16:27
Damp Pine Forest
camp fire
wild sage
fresh lavender bed sheets
fresh warm bread
pot of soup on stove
Percolating Coffee in the AM
The Christmas Tree
Balsom insense at church on HH services
Ireland
You may be man enough to take my woman, but you'll never get my banjo.
May not the incidence of success, nor the pretense of retirement-
Lessen the want of enlightenment.
AD3AD3AD3 - Posted - 11/06/2009: 04:22:24
Ocean and freshly baked oatmeal/raisin cookies would be high on my list.
AD3
R Buck - Posted - 11/06/2009: 04:51:00
Fresh plowed earth.
RobBob
Music; the best way to count time. It is a journey not a destination.
www.blueridgerounders.com
dingo - Posted - 11/06/2009: 05:13:32
Woods in the Spring time.
A rainy day in the stables, the horses, good german tanned leather, and the sound of the horses munching on hey.
Fresh mown hay.
Jill
What Happens in the Corn Field, Stays in the Corn Field.
OM45GE - Posted - 11/06/2009: 05:15:10
I LOVE the scent of my son (most of the time). At eight, he still has a sweet little boy smell.
Fallen leaves in the autum.
I love the smell of the ocean when you get away from land and I love when you can first smell the land coming when returning from a blue water cruise.
Coming home to the smell of dinner cooking after a long day at work.
Almost any smell when riding a motorcycle. They're so intense it just makes me feel more alive. I remember following a truck carrying garlic in southern California. The smell was almost overwhelming, but I slowed down so I could follow it until he got off the highway.
A good single malt Scotch or a fine red wine in the glass. Mmmmmmmmmmmm.
"But if there were no music
Then I would not get through" - Shawn Colvin
mybote - Posted - 11/06/2009: 05:43:44
The pungent aroma of an old wood floor saloon as the smoke of a Corona cigar selltles on your shoulder like the hand of an old friend and the crack of a billiard ball sparks the anticipation of the night. The vanilla scent of the bar maid as she leans into you and says, "The usual?"
dat - Posted - 11/06/2009: 05:53:07
bacon frying
noli illegitimi carborundum
everybody needs at least one gun for every year old that they are, having a few extras don't hurt
Sam 2 - Posted - 11/06/2009: 05:54:49
Thanksgiving morning and Christmas morning. I love the way the house smells
_______________________________________________________
People will forget what you say and do, but they will never forget how you treated them.
Mopick - Posted - 11/06/2009: 06:53:50
A barn full of hay.
Leaves burning in the Fall (don't get that in Florida).
Hickory smoke coming out of the smoker full of ribs. (I will be smelling that this weekend!)
I live in the mountains.....
The mountainous region of Central Florida.
Sugarloaf Mountain; 312 feet above sea level.
http://www.banjohangout.org/myhango...albumid=3256
Randy
Edited by - Mopick on 11/06/2009 06:54:36
mike gregory - Posted - 11/06/2009: 06:55:59
Lying in bed in the middle of the night, awakened by abdominal pain, and prone to worry,
there is a certain sound, followed by a certain smell, that reassures me it is neither appendicitis nor colon cancer, but merely something I ate.
Knowing that one is probably going to live another day, is cause enough for happiness.
pandjlocke - Posted - 11/06/2009: 06:59:45
Freshly ground coffee beans brewing
Beware of the urgent crowding out the important - C.E. Hummel
Paddy
Cornflake - Posted - 11/06/2009: 07:48:36
Sagebrush
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
The opposite of a profound truth may well be another truth.
Neils Bohr
partyofone - Posted - 11/06/2009: 07:52:26
A fresh can of tennis balls, honeysuckle, charcoal.
If we weren't all crazy, we'd all go insane. -Jimmy Buffett
steve-o - Posted - 11/06/2009: 08:02:25
Fresh cut grass
campfires
Walk in humidors/fresh cigars
(I like the "puppy breath")!!!
"In order to have something, you must first have something else"
midnightcall72 - Posted - 11/06/2009: 08:08:10
the smell of freshly cut grass, my wife's shampoo, the inside of a harley davidson dealership which i think is the leather i smell hehe, homemade bread, oh a roast in the crockpot, the smell of our hornery dog after we have stuffed his dog house with cedar chips, a baseball glove, that oil and leather smell reminds me of springtime, and of you live in a big city this may be wierd but when i return home after a trip anywhere the smell of livestock and polecat is oddly reassuring
Where the spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.
God is good.
backtothefuture - Posted - 11/06/2009: 08:09:27
Christmas trees.
American Flyer train smoke.
The smell of old wood like when you walk into an antique store.
.
Dennis
 
trapdoor2 - Posted - 11/06/2009: 08:24:33
Put me down for
Bread baking, cookies, bacon, beans in the crockpot too
Fresh mown grass (6am on the first tee...)
Hoppes #9, blackpowder smoke (just a waft, a snootful isn't exactly pleasant)
Burnt castor oil (model airplane engine fuel)
Coffee percolating, esp that stuff that came in the big tins marked USN.
New tennis shoes (Royal Crown Cream-Sponge Para Litefoot Tennis Shoes)
===Marc
"If banjos needed tone rings, S.S. Stewart would have made them that way."
Thor - Posted - 11/06/2009: 08:28:57
Play-Doh.
KE - Posted - 11/06/2009: 08:30:51
Favorite Smells
Spruce through the sound hole of a Martin guitar,
maduro wrappers on a Fuentes cigar.
XO cognac from a crystal decanter,
My lady's hair when I bend down to kiss her.
Edited by - KE on 11/06/2009 08:31:54
JedNeedsCoffee - Posted - 11/06/2009: 08:47:39
I just have to relate this poem we were all forced to memorize when I was in 4th grade (about 1985/86). Stuck with me all these years...FINALLY it's come in handy.
SMELLS by Christopher Morley
Why is it that the poets tell so little of the sense of smell, these are odors I love well
The fragrance of a fumey pipe, the smell of apples newly ripe and printers ink on leaden type
The woods by moonlight in September breath most sweet and I remember ever a burning campfire ember
Camphor, turpentine and tea the balsam of a Christmas tree, these are whiffs of memory
A ship smells best of all to me
"This is the best of all possible worlds" - Leibniz 1710
"If this is the best of all possible worlds, I'd hate to see what
the others look like" - Voltaire (paraphrased) 1759
Brian T - Posted - 11/06/2009: 09:02:17
Fresh baked bread, grape wine fermenting.
Slightly damp Chesapeake Bay Retrievers.
Shotgun powder smoke, autumn in the forests.
Fresh cut red cedar and freshly tilled earth.
My partner's cologne which she won't use often enough for me.
Big city stink makes me claustrophobic. Seems to get worse every time I visit my kids. Hate to see the mountains disappear in a brown haze which smells far worse than autumn cranberries rotting in the forest after a frost. Dog peee- yeuuuw could kill us all with the windows rolled up.
We do not know where we are going.
Nor do most of us care.
For us, it is enough that we are on our way.
Le Matelot
farley - Posted - 11/06/2009: 11:00:51
Vaseline Hair Tonic, it sure reminds me of my father that passed away on Christmas Eve 1974.
As I was walking down a store aisle recently, there was a bottle opened on a shelf, when I smelled it, I nearly fell over. It was like standing there next to him again. Farley
Mopick - Posted - 11/06/2009: 12:01:47
quote:
Originally posted by farley
Vaseline Hair Tonic, it sure reminds me of my father that passed away on Christmas Eve 1974.
As I was walking down a store aisle recently, there was a bottle opened on a shelf, when I smelled it, I nearly fell over. It was like standing there next to him again. Farley
I hope you you have fond remembrances of your father on Christmas, and that after all these years, Christmas eve is a special time for you. My friend Sherry's mother got killed on Christmas eve in 1986 in an automobile accident. Sherry hates Christmas because of it. I live in the mountains..... The mountainous region of Central Florida. Sugarloaf Mountain; 312 feet above sea level. http://www.banjohangout.org/myhango...albumid=3256Randy
farley - Posted - 11/06/2009: 12:48:26
The next year after my father passed, I began working at Shillito's, the largest department store in Cincinnati, Ohio, at the time.
I was Santa Claus.
At first I did it to kinda keep my mind off of dad, but when I'd see the smiles (and some looks of terror) on those kids, and old people, it took on a whole new meaning to Christmas to me.
I got down on the floor and played with the kids, had them reciting their ABC's, what they loved was when they found out I didn't have a pillow in there.
We used to have school classes, thirty or more kids, at a time, and we'd get pictures of all of us at once.
Later I went to a different store, where I had a little boy that flew in from Dallas, Texas, every year. His mother used to send me updates and I'd be able to ask him questions, and tell him things that had happened to him throughout the year. It sure blew his mind.
It is a greatmemory,all because of my father.
DJMorgan - Posted - 11/06/2009: 17:29:39
Puppy breath
Frebazak - Posted - 11/06/2009: 17:49:40
I'll go with a barn full of fresh hay,.... the smell of freshly baked bread,....and the smell of fresh coffee first thing on a cold winter morning....
American Flyer train smoke. Yep,... that has a distinct smell that brings back so many memories....
Robes
Life is one grand, sweet song, so start the music.
Ronald Reagan
Life is a Joke.....drop dead is the punch line.
A great Linguist
Some days you're the bug; some days you're the windshield.
Life...
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