Conservationist and biologist Rachel Carson once said, “the sense of smell, almost more than any other, has the power to recall memories and it is a pity that we use it so little.”
This year I’m trying to harness my fragrance more as a way to relax and remember.
Ever since I became a mom my sense of smell has increased by about 400%. Or so it feels. I think it’s a throwback when we were meant to be a bit more Survivor and a bit less Kardashian.
As in, now that I’m responsible to protecting another human life, I can smell things from a much further distance than I’ve ever been able to. From burning lentil soup (easy) to the slight hiss of leaking propane (essential) to that fresh skin smell on after my kiddo’s bath night (bliss). Smells conjure up multi-sensory memories. Whether those fragranced memories are cozy fall hangs at my Grandmother’s while she baked pumpkin pie or wild nights in raucous nights in Puerto Escondido, with a grapefruit-y Paloma in my hand. Read more