Blanket that faintly smells like your ex-boyfriend.
That Victoria’s Secret lotion your mom used to have that they discontinued in 1997. It was like cucumbers or something?
Chlorine from a swimming pool wafting onto the sidewalk from a basement gym.
Matzoh ball soup.
Old printing press.
Pizza at 1am.
Onion and garlic and ginger cooked together in ghee for about 10 minutes.
Subway bread.
The pavement after a rainstorm mixed with the smell of your own skin.
The sea but not too much.
The inside of a cardboard box when you were five.
Whatever the opposite of new car smell is.
This one sunscreen I have that smells like orange creamsicle but with that sunscreen smell underneath it.
Your own underwear because c’mon.
Image via Andy
Your own bed, the first night back home after being away for awhile.
That funky, fishy, seaweedy, oceany smell from the wind blowing in off the water in New England.
Your favorite chair at the library.
That spot in between the bakery and the Chinese takeout place where the scents co-mingle.
The chlorine one speaks to me. I was on a swim team for years and years and it is one of my most primal childhood comfort-scents.
I’d pay a zillion for that seaweedy ocean smell. So good.
Last week I had a meeting at a sports health clinic. When I walked in, my blood pressure dropped and I felt relaxed. Took me a while to realize I could smell the therapy pool.
OLD PRINTING PRESS
10/10 would buy, burn, buy again.
Is this orange creamsicle sunscreen a real thing? I need to smell like a creamsicle while avoiding skin cancer!
It IS. I have some at home, and could not for a million dollars tell you what the brand is. I am a failure.
If you would be so kind as to report back at a later time, you’d be my official hero for today!
Yes! Ocean Potion! Its the best. They sell it at Walmart, Walgreens, etc. and it does smell exactly like orange creamsicles!
Thank you!!
Auntie Anne’s at the Mall
No matter where you are in the country there is always a mall with an Auntie Anne’s and they all smell the same and that is very comforting honestly.
The dryer vent from the home I grew up in. It’s one of the most comforting smells I know.
(I would absolutely buy Matzoh ball soup, Onion and garlic and ginger cooked together in ghee for about 10 minutes, and The pavement after a rainstorm mixed with the smell of your own skin if they were available.)
I love the smell of a dryer vent!
I bought some oil burner oil that was allegedly ‘sea spray’ hoping it was going to be that lovely salty smell, but it smelled like clean laundry. Vastly disappointing.
They always do this. It is like the ppl who design and market these things think that we prefer domestic tasks to salty sea creatures. Protip: we do not.
The same company did one called ‘fresh linen’ so god knows what that would have smelled like.
O, I know this! “Fresh linen” is like dryer sheets + a whiff of bleach with a little eucalyptus thrown in. And if you’re really unlucky, there’s some aroma of cotton candy thrown in for some unholy reason.
Blech, I am glad I didn’t try it on the offchane it might have smelled like the sea.
I see “sea spray” and “fresh linen” scented candles, oils, and the like a lot where I live. None of them ever smell like the description.
Ugh, all “sea” or “sea spray” scents are such a sham. Sea = salt + seaweed, not . . . whatever weird detergent-smell they’re going for.
Louisiana trinity sizzling in olive oil.
Back of cat’s head in the sun
Cashmere scarf with remnants of perfume clinging to it
Sweater in a cedar chest
Lipstick 1: That Tinkerbell stuff from childhood; Lipstick 2: MAC
Back of cat’s head in the sun. YES.
Captain smells like digestive biscuits when he is in the sun.
I would buy those first two.
There was (is?) a perfume by an indie company that was described as smelling like the first one, but no candle.
I have left my cat on the other side of the world and I now really want a candle that smells like the back of his head
Maple syrup, old wood, and the faint ghost of sausages past. The smell of my grandfather’s house when you walked in the kitchen door.
i realized that the smell of my grandparents’ house was really just the smell of old wood that has been out in the elements too long and now decks make me nostalgic
Mine was that plus oil paint and stale cigarette smoke.
Solstice Scents “Maplewood inn” might hit that spot for you! It’s a perfume of maple, woods, spice and teeny bit of smoke 🙂
I hope I never find out what cigarettes my grandparents used to smoke, because I will 100% start smoking them. I smelled them once and immediately turned into my 12 year old self at Christmas.
I would say “freshly cleaned towels,” but Yankee Candle *actually makes that scent.* Called “fluffy towels.”
I thought they brought back that cucumber VS scent, didn’t they? Or am I thinking of the BBW one? Cucumber was everywhere in the 90s.
Bath & Body Works’ Juniper Breeze = the scent of 1996-2000.
A friend of mine gave me that stuff as a gift and I used it for a couple of years. I probably wouldn’t even like it now!
Honestly, I am still having trouble with certain things from the 90s being phases, like cucumber scented everythings. I thought that cucumber hand lotion was eternal.
There’s a oldish study that usually gets a lot of play around Valentine’s Day about what scents men and women find sexiest. For men it’s like lavender and pumpkin pie spice and women it was cucumber and good n plenties (iirc).
Which is why one Valentine’s’ Day, without discussing it ahead of time, Mr Cleo bought me cucumber bath soap and I bought him a lavender chocolate bar.
The belly of a warm dog lying on a bed in the sunlight
The delicate, perfumy, slightly musty smell of your grandmother’s closet
Sunscreen and funnel cake and a little bit of sweat
A trowelful of damp soil on the first warm day of spring
Old books in an old wooden building
Chlorine and sun-baked grass and the smell of ice cream in a freezer
“Brewing coffee”, but for real. Not those sickly sweet ones that just smell like coffee flavored lip balm.
fresh ground coffee beans would be even better.
I wonder if you could just mix coffee grounds into candle wax. That would get weird or gross though I guess.
Not if you strain them out before pouring the wax into your candle mold. I made an espresso-scented candle in a demitasse, and it totally works.
Oh, I might try that!
Cloudy, windy, spring afternoons that you spend all by yourself~
That’s a scent, right?
The smell of the hallways in my dad’s government office when I was growing up.
I don’t know what it was, but I *loved* that smell.
asbestos? No wait. that’s my office.
If our dads had similar govt offices, it’s like hot photocopies with sun faded furniture and a touch of folgers.
Whoa, that brought back a sudden, vivid memory of playing in my dad’s government office after hours.
Oh man, hot photocopies.
OMG, did all of your father’s work at an old, outdated military base in Southern California? Because you just brought back the scent of “days at Dad’s work when school was closed and Mom didn’t want to deal with the kids all day.”
YES! My Dad works at a University in an old building that still has an old elevator with one of the self-pull metal fence door thingies. Riding in the elevator then walking in the hallway to his office in the summer when nobody was there had such a distinct smell. Like warm metal, musty library and coffee. Loved it.
The spot where your puppy was just sleeping a minute ago.
A fresh bag of rubber bands you have not yet turned into a bouncy ball.
A laptop running hot, toasting the dust in the vents.
Musty rooms that have recently had their windows opened into the first warm day.
Yes the puppy. And the smell of clean dog after sunning.
I will buy all the candles you make.
Puppy feet. And chlorine. Absolutely. I received as a gift one of those wax melters with accompanying smelly things and the scent of the wax was called ‘freshly cleaned house.’ Which was a personal joke on me, but I loved it because under the faintly dryer sheet-like sweetness was a whiff of bleach.
The foyer of your childhood best friend’s house. Yes, the one their family sold when you were thirteen.
New notebook.
Tim Hortons English Toffee Cappucino.
I would also like a candle that doesn’t smell like anything itself, but that clears your sinuses so one sniff feels like waking up after a week of having a bad cold and smelling EVERYTHING IN SIGHT just because you CAN. (yes, there are probably drugs that do this, I want it in the form of a candle that I can buy at a Cracker Barrel because that’s how I roll)
Manitoba bog during the first thaw
Downwind of a malting plant on a fresh summer day
WD-40 but without the toxic undertone
Soup dumplings
Downtown and South Buffalo smell like Cheerios on certain days from the General Mills plant. Sometimes it’s nice, sometimes it’s a bit much.
100% cardboard-box-from-one’s-youth. Please supply in bulk.
I would buy that Subway candle so fast. That way I can be relatively certain that I would never go into a Subway again, because it’s only the smell that lures me in. A siren song of gross bread.
so true, the taste never lives up to the smell.
Boots in the UK do a line of really weirdly specific scents. I haven’t yet been into a shop to sniff them and suss out whether they’re the Real Deal yet, but I think you will enjoy the list, at least: http://www.boots.com/en/Library-of-Fragrance/
Offerings include Play-Doh, Pipe Tobacco, Dirt, Salt Air and Paperback :O
Also Holy Water, and I am very intrigued by what Holy Water would smell like?
I will endeavour to go to a large Boots this week and will report back.
Whaaaaat I didn’t know about this. Must investigate ‘Fireplace’. My perfume is LeLabo Patchouli21, it properly smells of woodsmoke. Lush.
LeLabo Patchouli21 is so nice! I can’t pull it off but it seems so comfortable.
Aren’t these the Demeter fragrances? They’re sold outside of Boots and in a bunch of different countries too (if that helps anyone).
I definitely read this as Dementor fragrances and was pleased but also confused.
I would buy that scent.
I love Dementor fragrances too! Though browsing their catalogue is soul-sucking.
(I’m sorry.)
Oh but Boots is already a distinct scent in it’s own right, and it betrays who’s British on public transportation. Fee Fi Fo Fum. Same thing with Persil.
Subway bread smell is the worst of all of the smells I encounter in my day to day life. People who enjoy that smell should be ashamed.
My candle scent choice is Fritos, but the way your dog’s feet smell like Fritos, not actual Fritos.
I agree. There’s a Subway downstairs from my office, and I gag if I walk by it in the morning while they’re baking bread. It’s like excessive yeastiness, plus some sort of plasticky smell. It just ain’t right.
You’ve just perfectly described why that smell is terrible.
This might explain the plasticky smell.
Yes, I refused to step in a Subway for years because that smell was horrid. Now, for some reason, the smell has mellowed or I’m getting older and can’t smell it so much anymore. I can now stand being in a Subway, but I still don’t like it.
Dunkin’ Donuts Lobby
American Girl book
Oh that specific American Girl book smell – pure nostalgia. Would buy.
Whatever Mrs. Miller ate for lunch every single day of 2nd grade.
The cracking leather/foam innards combo of the seats of my mom’s old convertible on a hot day.
Clean laundry + boy smell that is lingering in this sweatshirt I borrowed from my new man-friend.
Fluffy cat belly.
Cornchip dog feet
Grandma’s house
Old books
New books
Newspapers
someone else wrote Frito dog feet. Is this a thing??
The feet of dogs smell kind of like snacks! I’d personally describe them as “cheesy popcorn” or something but it’s absolutely a thing. I think how they’re describes varies by country, since I’ve never heard anyone where I live mention this.
I…am kinda grossed out by the idea of foot chip smell.
If it makes you feel better, they don’t actually smell like human feet at all.
Absolutely! Dog feet (and cat feet) smell like corn chips.
Portland’s central library has a room of sheet music, much of which is over a hundred years old. It smells DIVINE.
– That one piece of popcorn that got slightly overcooked but never tipped over to burnt
– A freshly-opened bag of spring/Easter M&Ms (because for some reason those always tasted better to me)
– The smell of the hardcover books in the children’s section of the library, specifically
The faint smell of jam you’re sure you detect and can’t tell where it’s coming from, but it’s definitely there and no you’re not having a stroke, thank you.
The solid perfume that came with one of my Barbie dolls that was in a container shaped like a sunflower, but sunflowers don’t smell so what was the floral scent?
That reminds me: as a little girl obsessed with the character Strawberry Shortcake, someone once gave me strawberry-scented talcum powder. It didn’t smell like real strawberries but I can still remember the sweet smell, just barely, even though that was thirty years ago.
That laundry smell when you walk past an apartment building or a laundromat, both too much and weirdly comforting all at the same time.
The smell of the giant Kellogg’s plant next to my office, when it makes the air smell like cookies and the smell is mixed with sunny day smell.
I also like it when the plant makes the air smell like some kind of fruity cereal, though not as much.
Random bursts of fruity cereal smell sounds kind of heavenly at the moment.
In Dublin, where the Guinness Factory is, the streets smell like malt wheat. It smells like a cup of horlicks, or the inside of maltesers and it is divine.
I live in Dublin and the Guinness Factory smell is one of my absolute favourites. Love it wafting across the city.
I went to college in a town that was also home to a Nestle’s factory. Nothing made my morning brighter than stepping out of my dorm on a crisp fall day and finding that the entire campus smelled like hot chocolate.
That smell that came from all those bendy, rubber fake food toys. That was a true childhood scent for me.
I think that is the same smell that the pets that came with Strawberry Shortcake dolls had. I had the little skunk (came with Huckleberry, I think?) and I would sniff it all the time.
Packages sent by my Grandma, who stored her shipping boxes in the guesthouse where she ran her spice business
Hiking through the woods in Oregon or Washington on an overcast day
The first step outside on a sunny day in June in central Florida
That thing in the crock pot when you get home at the end of the day
I want all my mail to come from Grandma’s guesthouse. Lovely.
“Hiking through the woods in Oregon or Washington on an overcast day”
Especially if it’s actually raining, just barely. So heavenly.
“The sea but not too much.”
A willing foe, and sea room… but not too much.
Would absolutely buy a swimming-pool scented candle. Swimming pool mixed with Coppertone sunscreen, and just a hint of freshly mown grass. Proust can keep his crummy madeleines; that’s MY childhood sniff link.
A 1994 Sassy magazine that had the Sunflowers perfume sample pulled out of it two weeks ago.
Chlorine from a swimming pool wafting onto the sidewalk from a basement gym
Good Christ, that took me right there.
I don’t want the Subway bread one, but I would kill for a “7am at the bakery” one. Also, campfire with roasting marshmallows, house that has been Pine Sol’d and Pledged, but also had the windows open for most of the afternoon; and charcoal BBQ mixed with coconut-pineapple tanning oil.
that soap you took to summer camp as a kid. Still provides instant flashback to long summer days, sailboats, campfires, and girl-crushes. I think it was Zest.
80’s electronics.
I guess they used some kind of formaldehyde resin that just outgassed pervasively. It might have been in all the Ikea furniture we had back then too. Real business opportunity there. Mmmm.
My dad was an electronics geek in the 80’s and did repairs so I know exactly what smell you’re talking about.
Silk knit (not like a thin silky top, something that can hold you in a little)
End of beach day skin
Cold garden hose water on hot day
Skin So Soft
Dog paws
Public school art room
Moss from in between oak tree and brick house
Magnolia petals gone leathery
Lightning bug, squished (but not on purpose!)
Upon review, I think it’s fair to say that I’m ready for summer, y’all.
My own bedsheets that really need to be changed, but not yet.
The combination of scents you get when sitting down with hot tea made from water boiled over the campfire you built after a couple hours of snowshoeing in spruce woods.
Do you ever walk into a place and it smells JUST LIKE your childhood best friend’s house or your dead grandma’s house or your aunt’s kitchen and then you almost start crying and the realtor is like “um we can look at other apartments too”
Years after the fact I sniffed a candle and it really did smell like the bedroom of the first girl I made out with. It was surreal. I bought the candle.
Laser printer
The combination of Bounce dryer sheets, baby powder, and scalp from 7th grade crush’s hat, which you used to wear every day
Cabbage-Lysol blend from the lobby of every large pre-war apartment building in NYC
New industrial carpet
Those weird candy things that consisted of a fruity liquid inside a wax tube, and you had to bite the top off and slurp the juice out. Does anyone else remember those?
Totes, there’s a factory I drive by on the 401 that makes Nik-L-Nip (the bottle shaped ones).
my teenage-boy mind always turns that sign into nip-l-liks
Opening a bag of frozen raspberries
Office Max
Shut up and take my money.
New car.
There’s a particular smell from an old-school deli that I remember. Spicy and sour like pickles, a little smoky, plus coffee.
On top of more normal things like real beach-y sea smells, I’d love things that give me those fascinating chemical smells. I genuinely love things like fresh tar on the road ad wet paint, and I have a fascination for gasoline scent. So if I could get that in candle form without all the slowly killing you parts that would be lovely.
Yes to gasoline. Also whiteboard markers.
Would this work? Paint or Turpentine or Glue? Not candles, though, unfortunately.
On long car trips my dad would smoke in the car with the window down. The smell of car exhaust and cigarette smoke mixed the sound of AM radio (“and now, for the Rest of the story”) reminds me of my childhood.
Ah the heady mix of carbon monoxide and lead poisoning. Memories!
Didn’t claim it was a HEALTHY smell!
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The late-night fumes from the Merita bread factory way down the street from my apartment.
Brand new plastic shower curtain
I would totally buy Pizza at 1 a.m. (and the cat’s head in the sun one) and would like to request:
tomato plant
archives
the peppermint center of Junior Mints
my bestie’s shampoo when she hugs me after we’ve gone running and are both a little sweaty (but not yet ripe)
snowflakes
My roommate bought a liquid dish soap by Method that really does smell like tomato plants, but less biting.
Uh, Demeter makes some of these? I don’t mean to be an inadvertent shill, but
Swimming Pool,
Rain,
and I literally wear (and love) Dirt.
Also, it’s no old printing press, but Commodity makes a scent called Book.
I have been seriously thinking of buying Swimming Pool for some time, and might go for it today. They also have almond scent and orange cream pop. I can wear those to the office, right?
I used to have a perfume oil from Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab called Graveyard that smelled like dirt. I wore it all the time.
A yet to be used stage in a theater warmed by stage lights.
Gel pen ink on stiff paper.
The inside of your mom’s purse.
Night market smell.
Old dog that is not yet a stinky old dog.
Gasoline dispensed at a marina.
My grandma’s house after she cooked bacon.
That weird humidity of enclosed porches just before you walk into someone’s Christmas party in a house full of people who love you.
Provence countryside in July. The wind blows and it smells like lavender.
Grandma’s yard in the summer.
Mannnn, just think how much you could taunt/disappoint guests (/spouses/etc.) with the food scented candles. AHA I SMELL COOKINgoddammit.
The orange creamsicle sunscreen is Bain du Soleil, right? I love that stuff.
I miss this perfume called Jala by Calypso St. Barth that would have made an excellent candle; it smelled like a bunch of tropical flowers.
Greenhouse on a 80 degree day
Empty college painting classrooms
Those blueberry scented markers
Kiln rooms when during a firing
I would be ecstatic to find a candle that actually smelled like the ocean. They all smell perfumey. No.
The vaguely musty smell that emanates from certain older houses in Philadelphia
Your mom’s hair which was a mixture of wet wool and wet dog
The wool of your other mom’s tallit in the sunlight from the stained glass at shul
Whatever it smells like at the precise second you open a foil package of poptarts
Halloween candy
The smell of the bread factory, as scented from the Memphis downtown uptown trolley line before they retired the classic cars. Memphis water, also (oh, that aquifer).
The courtyard of the NOLA Creole Gardens Hotel while breakfast is on.
Church camp line when breakfast was on.
I think what I’m saying is I miss Memphis and I’m hungry but I stand by it.
I always miss Memphis. There was a Gentleman I Saw Socially For a Time who lived in the Edison right by the bread factory and the fragrance would waft up to his open balcony.
Vidal Sassoon shampoo in 1985
Grandma’s kitchen while she was doing laundry – she actually remembered to use Downy!
Grandpa’s workshop with overwintering tulip bulbs, all the Ortho fertilizers, chainsaw oil, pipe tobacco – it’s a complicated smell, but perfect.
Crayons in 1972
Elmer’s Glue – the paste kind in a tub – it smelled good enough to eat! (Do kids eat glue these days?)
There is a new wax melt called Himalayan Sea Salt and whilst I’m not disgusted by the scent (like I am so many) I have no idea why it’s called that. It does not smell like the sea or what I think the Himalayan Mountains or people smell like.
The one scent I do have a fond memory of is of Downtown Chicago and the chocolate factory that was near my friends loft. It smelled in turn like nasty city pollution and chocolate. Heavenly!
The smell of a eucalyptus-lined suburban street 5 minutes after a sudden thunderstorm after a hot day.
Snow in the mountains (not somewhere urban)
Freshly sanded timber
The funny orangey-scented bush that smells sort of like apricot nectar, and grew outside the student union building at the Australian National University until they redid the union square, near the ramp up to Calypsos.
The wind off the lake after a lake fly hatch. It’s all musty and organic and kind of gross, but in a way that says “no, you don’t have to leave this cabin for a week, and everything is beautiful.”
Sugaring season! That very specific humid mapley smell that you get when a whole region is boiling thousands of gallons of tree blood in wood fired evaporators and the rivers are all flooded with snowmelt. (You can kind of replicate this by sipping thai iced tea and then breathing in.)
Sugaring season! That very specific humid mapley smell that you get when a whole region is boiling thousands of gallons of tree blood in wood fired evaporators and the rivers are all flooded with snowmelt. (You can kind of replicate this by sipping thai iced tea and then breathing in.)
Chris Evans.
The smell of new leather. Specifically the smell of a horse tack shop where there’s walls of new leather hanging up.
Summer Horses has to be my favourite smell, especially after a gentle work out; they’re sweaty and sweet smelling without being covered in sweat and foam that they want to wipe on you.
Real wooden floors that are seventy years old, hand-rolled meatballs bubbling in my grandma’s marinara all afternoon, old dust, and the plastic knobs on the behemoth old console tv in the sitting room.
Definite yes to Grandma’s house. Yes to dryer vent. Yes to *actual* sea breeze.
I’d also buy:
those mildly scented decorative erasers that looked too pretty to use but weren’t actually very good at erasing anyway.
the smell of pine needles and mushrooms and wildflowers that you get in northern Wisconsin. (the wildflowers themselves don’t smell pretty, but in combo with everything else, they just work)
Baking sweet potatoes
I feel this perfume may be of interest to folks:
This scent is a memory of my Grandfather, the sawmill that he owned and the stone house where he lived.
It is blended with Sawdust, Fresh Cut Hay, Worn Leather Work Gloves, Pipe Tobacco and a healthy amount of Dirt. There is also a faint whiff of cotton overalls covered in Axel Grease…
YES – Chicago West Loop burnt brownie smell. All. Day.
-The first time you notice their cologne/perfume/general smell and you notice it in that marrow-deep way that feels like skidding on an icy top step but fun.
-The first time you smell their cologne/perfume/general smell after they’ve crushed your heart and you feel that heartbreak in a marrow-deep way all over again, but you’re in public and you can’t just stop and cry in ugly gasping sobs.
-The smell of backstage.
-The smell of your first cup of coffee and breakfast of like, an orange and some toast or something, on the morning after a big party when you’re feeling startlingly grown-up and this is how adults live?
There's a oldish study that usually gets a lot of play around Valentine's Day about what scents men and women find sexiest. For men it's like lavender and pumpkin pie spice and women it was cucumber and good n plenties (iirc).
Which is why one Valentine's' Day, without discussing it ahead of time, Mr Cleo bought me cucumber bath soap and I bought him a lavender chocolate bar.
The air near the Tootsie Roll factory in Cambridge MA during production
Oil painting with linseed oil and turpentine
Clean Sheets
A sun warmed tomato plucked fresh from my mama’s garden
Real honeysuckle, also sun warmed
The breeze through open windows in the beginning of Fall (or the beginning of Spring)
New Hampshire countryside from April to June, a smell where I think “Is that lavender? No, too soon. Wisteria? Gardenia?” and then chase the air until I can find something blooming*
*I have yet to find something blooming with this smell.
I live in Oregon and it’s been so ungodly warm this winter that some of the lavender on my dog-walking route is already blooming, what the hell.
Putting in for the smell of hay and bunny neck, the smell of water evaporating off the pavement in summer, the smell of hot roof tiles baking in the sun, and the smell of dust getting hot for the first time when the electric baseboard heaters come on in fall, and the smell of wood smoke on the first day of heavy snow. Also the smell of lilacs carried on the spring air at nightfall. Also the stagnant smell of a small wetland.
Although…I love these smells and love reading about other peoples’ smells…am I the only one who doesn’t like scented candles? Regular candles, yes, especially in winter, but scented ones are too strong and make me think they must be toxic, not to mention the many observations that they are often kind of a disappointment in terms of accuracy…it would still be amazing to capture those smells somehow.
cold leather jackets and cigarette smoke
diesel fumes and lake water, must be kind of windy
dried up cedar (this probably exists)
easter lilies and cooking ham (happy easter)
bud light and snow (a picture of a chickadee should be on the label)
black licorice and hyacinths (happy easter pt 2)
burning dust after you turn the heat on for the first time in the fall (i like that other people like this one too)
hamburger helper and lit woodstove
capri sun and the dirt under logs. and just dirt under logs
The smell on the first morning that it’s really, truly winter, all crisp and clear and like it’s about to snow, even though there’s not a cloud in the sky.
Light rain on overheated asphalt.
Fresh dill (maybe called “Passover”)
I walked through something that smelled like a theater shop the other day and it was incredible.