I've said many times that I grew up in rural (VERY rural) northern New Hampshire. But I haven't said that for the last 15 years, I've lived in cities. I prefer the cities. I like the services and conveniences of urban life (at least, "urban" by New Hampshire standards), and I think I would rather move to Massachusetts than move back to East Bum, Cow Hampshire.
That being said, there are certain things about the country life that I do miss. And last week I was reminded of one of them.
I was out for a drive, and I went past a freshly-mown field. The scent of fresh-cut grass overwhelmed me, and I very nearly pulled over in euphoria.
Then, a couple minutes later, I came upon a road project -- replete with the stench of freshly-laid asphalt. I wanted to gag.
My heart and soul belong to the city, but my nose is still up north. And I think I'd rather smell fresh cow crap than hot tar.
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Funny... the smell of hot t... (Below threshold)1. Posted by sabrina | August 28, 2005 2:10 PM | Score: 0 (0 votes cast)
Funny... the smell of hot tar actually makes me smile.
Every summer, Dad would re-tar or patch the driveway. He'd humor me and let me "help" a little. That smell just brings backs fond memories of summertime as a child. Funny how that is.
The smell of fresh cut grass brings back the same kind of summertime memories - except it always makes me crave a beer. Reminds me of sitting on the back steps with Dad after he'd just finsihed the lawn and sneaking a little of his Coors.
1. Posted by sabrina | August 28, 2005 2:10 PM |
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Posted on August 28, 2005 14:10
2. Posted by goddessoftheclassroom | August 28, 2005 4:00 PM | Score: 0 (0 votes cast)
Fresh mown grass mingled with gasoline fumes--now that's nostalgia.
2. Posted by goddessoftheclassroom | August 28, 2005 4:00 PM |
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Posted on August 28, 2005 16:00
3. Posted by fatman | August 28, 2005 7:04 PM | Score: 0 (0 votes cast)
I love the smell of hot tar in the morning...it smells like victory. (Sorry, Francis Ford Coppola
3. Posted by fatman | August 28, 2005 7:04 PM |
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Posted on August 28, 2005 19:04
4. Posted by mark m | August 29, 2005 9:05 AM | Score: 0 (0 votes cast)
Jay, I live out in a rural area of Michigan, BUT, I prefer wake up in the morning and hear...nothing. I am a rural lad that can't stand the city life. I would rather drive 40 minutes to the store(s) than to see the parking lot lights lighting up the sky at night....and don't get me started about traffic.
Thank god i'm a country boy.
4. Posted by mark m | August 29, 2005 9:05 AM |
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Posted on August 29, 2005 09:05