That Smell
Leah and I took the once a month trip to town again. Leah needed to stop at some fabric/sewing type store and I went in with her (for some reason). At the cash register, the lady said “Oh, you guys smell so good.” Now the wife and I look behind us and then to the right and then to the left and then realize we are the only people within 50 ft of this lady. This is NOT something that Scott Terry is used to hearing……especialy from city folks. “Are you farmers?” the lady asked. Hmmm, what gave that away, do I smell like cow manure and wood smoke again. Now I thought that I did a pretty good job cleanin’ up. Oh well, this lady has a keen sniffer I guess. She then says, “You smell like hay, and it smells so good.” Wow, she dose have a keen sniffer, the last thing I did before we left was give the cows a quick feeding of dry hay. She then went on to tell us about how her best friend growing up lived on a farm and how she spent most of her time there. She was so glad we stopped in becouse it brought back so many wonderfull memories but it was really making her homesick for the midwest town she was raised in. Its funny how a smell, like that of hay, will trigger memories like that. I left, feeling kind of sorry for that lady who was trapped in a concrete jungle thinking about the good life she once knew. I also left town, for the first time ever, being complimented on how I smell.
January 19th, 2008 at 5:21 am
Oh, that’s funny. People tell me that they can smell me too but it’s because I hang my clothes out to dry and they can actually smell what “clean” is. No flower garden or spring rainfall scents on my clothes, just good old sunshine and fresh air.
A musty, moth ball-ey smell can take me back to my grandmother’s basement in a heartbeat. I just loved going into her basement and spent a lot of time with her down there, putting up her canned goods and spreading her potatoes and peanuts in the root cellar part of the basement.
I love your blog. I’m mainly a lurker but I just wanted you to know that I am a faithful reader.
Beth
January 19th, 2008 at 9:21 am
LOL! That was good. I have gotten comments like that before, too, and we don’t even deal with hay…
January 19th, 2008 at 8:17 pm
I still feel a bit unnerved whenever I get a hug from someone and they comment on how they love the wood smoke smell! It permeates everything in our house. Guess there are worse things to smell like!
January 20th, 2008 at 4:59 pm
Scott,
I had to chuckle when you looked behind and to the side. Usually when I come in from feeding and a comment is made about how I smell - I know the adjective used will not be “good!” It doesn’t matter how much hay I handle, I cant resist scratching even the buck goats behind the ear a little. Although I try to keep feeding clothes separate from our “town clothes” I have to admit that I’m a little leery about running into people with keen smellers.
January 21st, 2008 at 10:42 am
Hi Beth
Thanks for “de-lurking” and saying hi! I’m glad you like the blog, I’m always a little amazed that anyone would want read it. Your comments are an encouragement.
Ginny
Hmmmmm, you must naturally smell “country”.
Hi Lynn
Good to hear from the Turtle Mt clan! I know what you mean about the wood smoke. The other day the stove pipe sections fell apart for no apparent reason. Talk about smoke!
Allen
Oh boy, I know how strong those bucks can smell. You’d have to change your skin as well as your clothes
It is good to see you folks have joined the Christian Agrarian blogging world. I look forward to reading your posts. And for the record, I agree that a chicken tractor is strange thing to call those moveable pens. I still have a hard time saying it without feeling goofy.