RootDKJ
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Memories are a bit hazy.Were you ever canteen boy?
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Memories are a bit hazy.Were you ever canteen boy?
Not a smell, but the sound of cicadas on hot summer days reminds me of being a kid and just being out playing all day in the summer.
I grew up in the woods of Maine. I remember the sound of the Whippoorwill at night. I have always had ringing in my ears. One of the sounds I hear most of the time I like to call the cicada.Completely agree on this. Grew up pretty much in the woods and they could be deafening at night. Was always funny to have people visit and give a shocked "What is that?!" Living nearer the city, I still miss that sound on summer nights.
Fall
crisp air, decomposing leaves, mums etc. For whatever reason, I remember the autumn season more than others from my childhood. Playing football with the neighborhood kids, Halloween and excitement for the first snow of the year.
The smell of the DDT blower truck as it passed through the neighborhood and my mother made us stay inside.
Crop dusters that hit the field across the street , buzzed our house afterwards while turning off the release valve...
am I dead yet???
Smoke from a woodstove-------I thought my name was "get wood" until I was 16.
And from then on it was "got wood"?
Smoke from a woodstove-------I thought my name was "get wood" until I was 16.
Are we going to have to get into yet another conversation on safe solvents?The smell of Lestoil brings me back to the days when we used to burn brush piles and I'd get white pine sap all over myself. Lestoil takes that stuff off good.