How nice to have the scent of rosemary remind you of a beloved pooch! My darlin' Sam manages to be scent-free OR smell like something she's rolled in that I'd rather not try to identify.

I have a corner cabinet in my dining room that belonged to my paternal grandparents. Whenever I open the door, the same woody smells of 40+ years ago hit my nose. Never fails to take me back in time, just for a moment, to their house..........The chime of certain grandmother clocks does the same thing.