Rain, and then a thunderstorm.
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I've never been able to smell them, what's the smell like?
It's hard to describe I suppose. First the smell of rain hitting dry stone and dirt, and how that smell slowly swells and then fades as they become waterlogged... Then the heat rises as the thunderstorm comes, and the air itself smells warm and wet.
That's a really nice description thanks
That’s a great way to describe it. For me there’s also the faint smell of electricity in a thunderstorm, and it’s oddly soothing.
A combination of the smells from my grandfather's shed: sawdust, machine oil and petrol from the lawn mower, freshly cut grass, leather, his pipe tabacco, and just a hint of whisky from the bottle he used to keep in there. He had a couple of old, leather, wing-back chairs in there and sometimes at the weekend after mowing the lawn we'd just sit and talk in his shed for a bit while he smoked his pipe and had a wee dram.
Sadly long gone (he died in the late 80s) but I get hints of it occasionally. Sometimes I'll smell maybe the lawnmower smells in my own shed and my brain will fill in the rest and I'll feel small and safe and warm and comfortable just for a moment or two.
The smell of minced garlic and onion as they're cooking.
I've heard that some restaurants do this the first thing in the morning just to attract customers.
Cut grass, gas/petrol, books.. lots of smells really. Some weirder than others :3
Since it's the time for planting tomatoes where I live, I'll also point them out as smelling nice
My chicken after she's been dust bathing, or when it rains.
The dust bathing brings in an earthy note to her natural birdy scent. She just smells like a little nature spirit might, if such things were real.
When it rains, she's usually under cover (though sometimes she gets out into it), but she's picks to the petrichor aroma of rain and soil. She'll carry that scent all evening usually, so when she comes inside and is nestled up next to me, there's the normal bird smell, but also that rich aroma that a gentle rain brings, that usually fades quickly.
Mind you, I also love her normal smell, that almost dusty book, nose tickling smell of bird, colored with the mild earthiness and slight tang that's all chicken.
Luckily, she doesn't mind being sniffed occasionally :)
The smell of freshly cooked rice.
Unburned rolling tobacco in the pack, fresh cut evergreen, a just-opened pack of post-it notes, petrol, the oily/greasy smell of a machine shop, charcoal barbecue.
Lilacs
Campfire, and the smell of woodsmoke on clothing the day after.
- The smell in the air after a rain on a warm spring day.
- The smell in the air of wood smoke on a freaking cold winter day.
I love sweet food smells! Vanilla, cinnamon, candyfloss and things like that. My favourite smell of all time is cookies baking.
Baking bread. The smell right after a summer shower. Books. Diesel exhaust on a cold day. Don't ask on that last one, it's weird I know, but I love it.
Cedar. There's nothing like pulling a blanket out of a cedar chest and surrounding yourself in it.
Pine and fir needles.
Weird one, but I have pet birds. They smell AMAZING. Just stick your nose right up to their feathers and huff. They kinda smell a bit like corn chips, or laundry dried outside in the sun, dusty and earthy and warm.
The smell a candle makes when it’s put out.
The many smells of forests, seaweed when it washes up on the beach, new steam deck vent and video rental stores, I guess I'll never smell the last one again though. I know there are candles that are made to mimic them but they are too expensive.
Corn chip puppy smell!
Real leather, freshly cut wood, most fragrant flowers (especially Lillies, Jasmine, Sweet Peas and Roses), petrichor, garlic, freshly cut grass
Cheese toastie
Well I didn't want to boast but I do smell lovely
Cheap old books, when the paper turns brittle and yellow or even orange.
Not smelled it since the 80s, but: New Starwars Figures
My husband collects action figures. There are ones that don't have much of a smell. And then there are ones that 'bout knock us over with an offputting chemically smell, probably from the type of plastic or paint or both.
Salty air, leather, books, a wet or dry forest, my cat's fur, fresh bread, my homemade vanilla, coconut scented anything, woodsmoke, fresh snow, & my boo ❤️
Imminent snow, petrichor, the damp forest on a warm afternoon, sawdust/cut wood, ozone during/after thunderstorm, after a fireworks show (burned black powder).
Coffee
Coffee. Fresh roasted coffee smells heavenly.
Pizza cooking in the oven. Fresh laundry. Slight electrical warm smell of a heater (not burning). Petrichor mixed with city smells. Smell of asphalt in the sun (takes me back to childhood and drawing with chalk with a childhood friend).
Creosote on a hot summer day.
Reminds me of the amusement park when I was little. There were a lot of railroad ties used as retaining walls there.
Mitti Attar. It's a Indian scent that smells of wet moss, rain on hot sand, a damp forest. Difficult to describe but very alluring.