Do you know what I’m holding in the photo? At least one of you do-because one of you sent it to me in the mail. I’m sure many of the rest of you know too. I was only going to ask you to guess what the item was-but then I started thinking about its most notable feature-it’s smell.
From there my mind jumped to the title of this post Appalachia Through My Eyes – Smells Good, and I began to think of all the smells of my homeland. Things that immediately came to mind:
- bacon frying in Granny and Pap’s kitchen
- waking up to the smell of The Deer Hunter’s deer roast after its been cooking all night long in the oven
- the smell of the woods after it rains
- snuggling in my bed with sheets that have been dried on the line
- the smell of Champion (or whatever its called now) when I was little and we’d visit Canton-Pap would say that’s the smell of money
- the electrical smell of the heat the first time you run it in the fall
- the spring air in my backyard-perfumed by Trailing Arbutus
- the summer air in my backyard-perfumed by Carolina Spice Bush
- the dusty wet smell of my driveway on a dry hot summer day when it barely rains enough to settle the dust
- the smell of hair products that linger in the air of the girls room after they leave for school every morning
- the smell of fresh cut hay
- the acrid smell of black walnut hulls
- the smell of wood smoke curling out of our chimney and settling around the holler in the cold air
Leave me a comment if you know what I’m holding-and add a smell to the list too!
Appalachia Through My Eyes – A series of photographs from my life in Southern Appalachia.