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Amy Anderson's avatar

My scents of summer (from my childhood) are sweet peas and honeysuckle!

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Lorene Edwards Forkner's avatar

Definitely sweet peas, another singular scent that’s hard to replicate

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Sandy S's avatar

Scents of summer come in waves. I am lucky enough to have a large field behind my house. I love that scent in the early morning when I am feeding the birds and changing their water. And then again, later in the season when the sun is on the grass. That open-field scent takes me to days of riding horses and being free for the day to go where ever I wanted with a packed lunch and a few carrots for my sweet horse Brownie, who also had a sweet scent of her own.

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Lorene Edwards Forkner's avatar

Fragrance—even the description of a fragrance—is transporting.

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Tanya Bednarski's avatar

Freshly cut grass at a park

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Lorene Edwards Forkner's avatar

Absolutely!

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Susie Middleton's avatar

I need to learn how to do that cordon system!

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Lorene Edwards Forkner's avatar

I’ve grown tomatoes like this for years because it allows me to plant far more plants than I have room for!

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Ann Venables's avatar

It’s the peaches for me as well. Mrs Meyers did have the audacity to make a pump hand soap with tomato vine flavor. Close but not the same.

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Lorene Edwards Forkner's avatar

Ha! I wonder if the soap is any good at removing tomato stains?!? My nails may never be the same.

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Karen Furnweger's avatar

Yes, yes, the scent, aroma, fragrance of tomato leaves defines GREEN. Even at the end of the growing season, when I helped my dad pull up the 25 or so plants in the amazing vegetable garden he lovingly planted and tended through his last year, at 90, I was intoxicated by that scent of GREEN. A condo dweller myself, I deeply miss that heady scent radiating from the sun-warmed plants, not to mention baskets and baskets of perfectly ripened homegrown tomatoes.

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CynthiaW's avatar

Onions. Any time someone mows a lawn or a field, there's a powerful smell of onions.

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Jane Bloy's avatar

I live in Japan and the chirping of cicadas symbolises summer for me there. Now I’m visiting the U.K., my home country, so probably the smell of freshly cut grass and the scent of roses. It’s nice to ponder this - thank you ☺️.

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Lorene Edwards Forkner's avatar

Here in the Pacific Northwest we don’t have cicadas (or fireflies) so I tend to romanticize their prince in the summer garden

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