What does winter smell like?
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by amy - On August 29, 2011
It’s a stretch to think about what winter smells like in the midst of August (which is why I wrote this Dev). But from what I remember:
Winter smells like crisp cold air, moldering leaves, and the hypnotic smoke of a grape-vine blaze sparking final bursts of pumpkin flame as it dwindles into glowing embers in the hearth.
by Tara - On August 29, 2011
There’s a reason the standby car air freshener is winter’s favorite tree, the Evergreen. Winter smalls fresh, clean and crisp. The past year is washed away with a blanket of clean white snow, leaving everything smelling new. A blank slate. The scent of winter is the scent of new possibilities.
by Leah - On August 30, 2011
For me Winter smells like, freashly made gingerbread coming straight from the oven. The smell of burning wood coming from the fireplace. Also the smell of hot coca with a candy cane! I love Winter!
by Angela Brown - On August 30, 2011
Okay, so I’m going to go the opposite direction here:
It smells of a disguise. A faux freshness in the air, whipping through the only green thing of nature that could survive…the pointed, prickly pine. Other trees are too barren to give off any scent of life at all, branches twisted and gnarled as if snarling at the bitter cold. Beneath winter’s blanket of fluffy white lies the scent of death, the portion of life’s circle many of us would choose to ignore, preferring the beauty of snow blindness. The potpourri of a warm fire hides the underlying hint of Darwin’s justice playing full force in nature where truly the strongest can and will survive.
by Raylynn - On November 17, 2011
It may be late but im new to this so i thought i wld try anyway.
I lived in new mexico my whole life which was 18 years old at that time and then moved to minnesota for just a winter and i loved the snow so much that i walked every day in it even when it was snowing.It was the best winter ever. The smells were unforgetable.The air was so crisp i could smell the trees that lined the streets, the smell of the river that was two blocks down, the amazing smells that came from the houses as i walked by, and the smell of a fresh start a new life than what i had before
by amy - On November 17, 2011
I never commented on these, but Tara and Leah – your descriptions whip me right into winter. Really effective!
Angela – awesome imagery. Very poetic!
And Raylynn – what a poignant memory. Love it.
Keep writing everyone!!!
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