Mmmmmm.
It's a part of me that doesn't rank high on the appreciation meter, unless I'm walking into a kitchen with the smell of freshly baked bread wafting through the air.
And even then, the sense of taste steals the show, because the smell of the bread is only the prequel to the amazing experience of eating the bread. I knew last night, as strong as I can know things, that I needed to post my gratitude for this neglected and OH! so vital of the senses as one of my counted blessings.
I climbed into my bed and smiled. Not only because I was IN bed [at last--huzzah!], but also because the bedding had been flapping on the clothesline for the better part of the afternoon, and it had that amazing smell that only line-dried linens can have. I pulled the covers right up to my nose and breathed deeply.
I am grateful for the ability to smell. (And for my clothesline)
7 comments:
breathe in deep!
The smell of freshly baked cinnamon rolls is wafting through my kitchen. :) I'm thankful for sense of smell!
You got into bed and Dub gave you a covered wagon. THAT is why you're grateful for your nose that works.
SAFETY!
Aaron's comment has me wondering ? In walkin I was refering to being careful because it's so quiet in the morning no one would be around to help you if needed. Love clean sheet smell.
FUNNY! aaron.
I DO love my sense of smell. Especially appreciate it after it's been taken from me (by sinus colds)
To smell is a good thing :)
Love your gratitude posts--I'm playing along in my mind.
I love the smell of clothes just off the line--so nice and fresh. Love baking bread or anything baking and roasting. Makes my tummy happy! We are grateful to be able to have a sense of smell.
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