Letters from NYC

My favorite scent/memory

Thanks to blog-sis Tammi, of Tammi’s World, for bringing back to mind my favorite scent that's tied to a memory. For me that scent is tied to my first two memories ever. I was almost 2 years old when I went to visit my grandparents for the first time.

They lived near the beach with my uncle who was young and single. My uncle, who had picked us up at the airport decided to take a walk and I followed him in tow. He picked me up to cross the road and over to the beach. The first scent that hit my nostrils in this brand new world was the smell of sun scorched sea grass that covered the edge of the road and which we had to step on in order to get to the beach’s edge. I can almost still smell it!

The second scent memory was created a short while after the first. After spending a little while with my uncle on that beach, he picked me up once again to take me home. As I placed my head on his shoulder and began to dose off I got to smell a mixture of a sun dried cotton shirt with a hint of sweat, suntan lotion, and aftershave. That was the last scent I went to bed with almost every night as he rocked me to sleep. To this day I still love the scent of a guy who’s worn a soft cotton shirt in the sun.

Every time I go to the beach I usually wear a cotton shirt as a cover-up which usually means that I’ll be enjoying my own scent on the shirt the entire ride home! I love summer!