which one is this? egad, is it the last?

TT will be no more? but.. but.. I made so many friends this way! I found so many neat people and blogs! Jeez, this isn't even my best effort! I'll just have to continue doing them and letting them wander the blogosphere, sad and lonely...

13 favorite smells.

1. Onions being sauteed in butter--the beginnings of Corn Chowder when I was a kid.

2. True Romance from Bath and Body Works. It was an old Aromatherapy product. It was herbal AND floral, but not too much of either one. I loved it, which of course means that it was discontinued.

3. The coffee aisle in any grocery store. It hits you like a wall as you round the aisle, and you just linger for a minute, even if you have coffee coming out the wazoo at home.

4. Right after a spring shower has passed, the night is so crisp and clear and there is a world of possibilities in front of you. The whole world is washed.

5. The package of Red Vines has just been opened. They are sooooo fresh and plump and filled with nothing good for you. I'll trade you some red vines for some of your popcorn....

6. I was trying to save it for last but I can't. There is no sweeter scent in the world than fresh baby, smelling like baby shampoo, and wrapped in a warm, slightly damp towel, asleep on your chest. God I want another one. Slap ME!!!!! (Okay, seriously? If I could afford it? I'd be a baby factory.)

7. Another B&BW scent, Fresh Ginger Lime. Not on me, so much, but good lord, on my Honey? Meeeow! I bought it for me, smelled like bleah in the bottle but warmed up on the skin so beautifully. The honey used it once and I could have eaten him with a spoon. So you know what THAT means. Yep. Discontinued. I stopped using it so there would be more shower gel for HIM. It's gone now (sob!)

8. The cold wet slap of the briny Ocean air. I live in Northern California. I'd like to go to a warm beach some day.

9. Pumpkin pies in the oven.

10. Warm fresh bread--brown bread, french bread, beer bread, it doesn't matter.

11. Spring time at the ball park. The grass isn't actually BEING mowed, but it has been in the last day or so.

12. My honey votes for the Country after the rain--Not the shiny streets that I adore, but the rich loamy smell of the orchards , with the leaves still dripping the occasional drop. Think sunshine on this one, as opposed to my night scene.

13. Little O chooses Daffodils, but I'm note sure they actually have a scent--we just have some blooming in the backyard and she's just learned the name--totally entranced with them. We'll have to try and make it toDaffodil Hill, in the foothills, this year.

Leave me your links in comments, because mr linky no longer has love for me, and TT is, apparently, done.