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March 8, 2004

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The Sweet Smells of Spring


Last night, I was reading “Perdido Street Station” on the couch as a warm-ish breeze rolled in through the open door, carrying the smell of smoke in from somewhere — maybe clear across the Big Bayou.

This morning, the Key was snapping with the cool smells of burned-off fog and fresh-cut grass as I wound my way to work.

Both times, I thought: Yes, I would like this to last forever, please.


What is it about smells?

Actually, that’s a rhetorical question, because I know exactly what it is about smells: Olfaction is our most ancient sense, and it is wired deeper into our brains than any of the others. Waaay back in the day I did a whole project about this.

The point is, it’s not just dreaminess that lends special import to familiar smells (although dreaminess cannot, of course, be discounted): They affect us on a deeper level, and may in fact be more directly associated with memory, than any other kind of sensory input.

Posted March 8, 2004 at 10:17 | Comments (1) | Permasnark
File under: Gleeful Miscellany


My name is Haley and i have to write a paper on the smells of spring and i need help with some things so far all i have blooming of flowers, cut grass, and rain so if you know of any more then email me at

Posted by: Haley on August 27, 2005 at 01:28 PM
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