Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Fragrance II

Lapsang souchong and Russian Caravan teas remind me of
sitting by a campfire.  The smokiness of the tea just permeates the air.
They are rich black teas that have been smoked over a wood fire.
A dear friend loved this tea and each time I sip this tea I am reminded of her.

Grandpa's tobacco smoke resonates so strongly in my mind.
When I inherited his roll top desk and opened it the first time,
the desk still had the fragrance of my Grandfather.  I still sometimes
expect to smell it when I sit down at this desk, instead I smell chocolate. 
Smiling, as this is where you will find my stash.
oh hello, Joey!  sweet fragrance of you cuddling in my lap each morning at the desk.

The fragrance of cinnamon and nutmeg brings images of apple pies shared so often and made
by my aunts, cousins, and myself over the years.
There was a friendly competition as to who made the best pie.

Oh the nuzzle of sweetness when you hold a newborn baby, there is nothing like it.

Then there is the fragrance of the heart when you first embrace someone you love or receive a special smile.
Some people just permeate a fragrance by their gentle spirit and smile.
Fragrance and memories walk hand in hand.
Sweetness to my soul.

Loving your shared stories of fragrance and memories.


parTea lady said...

Lovely posts on fragrance. Yes, some do bring back fond memories, don't they.

Adrienne said...

I'm always amazed how scents and fragrances bring back memories. Our brains obviously have a connection somewhere that includes memories of things like that. I think I shall focus on the aroma of different teas more than I did before reading your words.

Angela McRae said...

That last photo has me imagining the sweet scent of baby powder!

Jeanie said...

You are so right about fragrance being such a large part of sense memory. It can instantly take you back to a place or a moment.

I see a Joey sighting -- always my favorites!

koralee said...

Now isn't that true how a scent can bring back a Memory so strong. What lovely Memories you are filled with my friend. xo

Sylvia said...

I'll take a piece of that apple pie~
I love the scent of baby,so innocent and sweet!

Rosemary said...

Whenever I brew Lapsang souchong, I'm instantly transported back to the time when I was a young girl scout singing around the camp fire. It is a pleasant memory!

Steph said...

I can smell that old fashioned rose (one of my favorites) all the way here in February!

Relyn Lawson said...

I love the peaks into your home. I've seen it in person and it's marvelous. I'm still waiting on that post featuring your kitchen... ;^)