Spring: The bold but fleeting fragrances of spring flowers and blossoms...especially lilacs and peonies. The forest waking up.

Summer: The smell of the soil as the first big drops fall announcing that the thunderstorm is here! The smell of newly mowed grass. Tomatoes from the backyard garden.

Fall: Apples. Whether indoors or out, the smell of woodsmoke from the first fire to usher in the season. Hay in the barn. A Thanksgiving turkey in the oven.

Winter: Breakfast! Wet wool mittens drying on the radiator and cocoa on the stove. It's not exactly a smell, but...the way my nostrils feel as they slam shut when it's -30º F / -34º C.

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[Photo by Barbara, Minneapolis, 2011]