So about 4 or so months ago I made a TON of pesto and froze it. We had some tonight after not having it for awhile and when I deforsted it the scent of late summer smacked me in the head like a wayward beach umbrella. I then opened up a bottle of Savingion Blanc and had a similar experience.
Scents have always been a big thing for me. Do you ever have one of those moments when you smell something and it's like a wave just washes over you? The wave contains thoughts, emotions, memories and every bit of an experience that you might have forgotten but could all be brought back less than a blink of an eye? I litterally feel like the wave hits my whole body, blowing back my hair, clothing and the inertia might even make me take a step back. I think that is my most favorite feeling in the world.