Hoppy Taw for Hopscotch Games
Jump rope songs
Tadpoles and frogs
Grape slushies and scents of Summer Pools and Bain de Soleil lotion mixed together in a soft breeze
The smell of new red rubber rain boots
Puppy dog breath
Star of Bethlehem flowers, Hyacinth flowers, Pikake flowers, Honeysuckle,
Biting into the sour stems of Wood Sorrel
Crawdad fishing in a streams with a string and hotdog
Looking at some photographs
Remembering parts of younger self that I've forgotten
Deep and Long and warm simple hugs or cuddles
Good massages
The smell of Avon peach soap on a string
Looking at the rainbows of colors of oil in rain puddles
Walking or Jogging in the soft rain
Mountain hiking
Crickets on night walks
Old ceramic fountains and wishing fountains with pennies in the water
The taste of dried abalone, so chewy and soft and good
A fine clam or fish chowder, warm and comforting
Garlic Cod simmered in wine, garlic, butter and onions, served on hot buttered rice
The combination of smelling fresh Gardenia flowers, while eating hot buttered rice, fresh grated ginger either in chicken soup or Ginger Tea
Tiki lamps in backyard with grilled terriyaki, grilled corn, banjo music
Canoes
Redwood tree scents, and pinching a redwood frond between my fingers and taking a deep whiff
Wafts of Juniper shrubs in the Sun
Smells of peanut butter cookies baking and eating them with milk
Some Danny Kaye movies, Bing and Hope movies, Ma and Pa Kettle movies, The Caddy with Lewis and Martin, Meet me in St Louis movie, Yours Mine and Ours movie with Lucille Ball and Henry Fonda, the big house and large family feels nostalgic.
Putting my face deep into an antique butter churn and smelling the wonderful walnutty woody memories it holds. I used to climb and pick both ripe and unripe green walnuts and store them in it and they would ripen in the butter churn. It still smells of it.