woodsmoke, yes.
the smell of rain on the wind (which i have named "jairce").
frankincense.
coffee, especially when i haven't had any.
old books, especially a room full of them.
my wife has a perfume called Secret of Venus (now no longer manufactured) which was the best artificial scent i'd ever smelled.
a wheat field at dawn.
myrrh, too.
new records fresh out of the shrinkwrap.
linseed oil.
sage smoke.
cooking potatos.
olive oil being heated.
crayolas.
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