Memory and smell are so intertwined, that a familiar scent can immediately transport you back in time. I’m curious: What smell triggers memories of your childhood home?
For me...
...peonies. The flower bed beneath my childhood window was lined with them. Every May, as the weather warmed and our windows opened, their sweet fragrance filled my bedroom. To this day, I can’t resist the temptation to bury my face in their gorgeous pink petals. Home.💕
What’s yours?