At a thrift shop the other day I saw an OLD bottle of Chantilly and just had to take a whiff ‘cause I wore it in the “olden days”. Immediately I time traveled 50 years to the lawn by my dorm in college. It’s weird how the sense of smell can just grab you and take you back.
SO true, same thing when the temp is just right and the sun is going down. Some memory pops up, wonderful!