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It snowed briefly last night. I opened the back door to dump my coffee grounds, and sure enough, there was a wet, earthy scent outside. Same thing when it rains, only this time of year there’s something else underneath the wetness that I can’t quite describe. It’s colder, but not as frigid as it was back in Minnesota. You couldn’t smell anything out there when it dropped to 30 and 40 below zero, because your nostrils stuck together 🙂
Weather always has an identifying scent. When I was a kid, we lived in Minneapolis. When it rained hard after a very hot spell, the streets and sidewalks gave off a scent I’ve never noticed anywhere except in a city. There were big old trees along the sidewalks, and their leaves added a smell of their own.
In the fall, of course, the air is just delicious. Falling leaves, heaps of them, have a scent all their own. Before so many places put a ban on burning, everyone piled up their leaves and burned them. We all waited for a still day, and the smoke would climb straight up into the air. If you burn leaves quickly after you rake them, they don’t have time to begin rotting. That’s a different smell altogether.
Winter snow and ice? You’d think there would be nothing to smell when everything is frozen. If you grew up in a cold climate, though, you are familiar with the smell of wet mittens, gloves, and other snow gear. If you’re old enough, you remember what that all smelled like as it steamed dry on the radiator so you could put it back on and rush back outside where all the fun was.
Spring, of course, is a festival for the nose. Wet, snow-soaked earth has a very recognizable aroma as it begins to warm up and dry out. Grass grows like crazy, and the smell of freshly-cut grass fills the air. Spring flowers come out like popcorn, and if you’re really lucky you have onion grass nearby. One of my sons, always curious, smelled onion grass one morning. He pulled it up and popped it into his mouth. Pleased with the flavor, he ate some more. He had onion breath for several days 🙂
Are there still farmers out there who can tell you what the weather’s going to be just by sniffing the air? I’m sure there are, but I don’t hear people talk about it much.
I’m losing my sense of smell. Too many nasal sprays to relieve the swelling in my sinuses, I think. It makes me very sad. I’ve always loved so many wonderful smells, and now some things just smell funny, not right. You don’t think much about being able to enjoy all the scents around you until you can’t.