Tuesday, June 9, 2020
The smell of bug spray
We invited a friend over last evening to hang out on our back patio. Because it was nearly 9:00 before he arrived, Andrew brought out the bug spray. As we sprayed it on, the smell took me back to my childhood. All of a sudden I was a kid again, and I was back in Coldwater, Michigan, where my grandparents had a summer home. We spent our evenings outdoor at a fire, and since we were by the water, we especially needed to use the bug spray. The same brand still smells exactly the same all these years later. It made me smile to feel so close to those memories again.
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