I like to pay attention to my surroundings when I run. I still find it meditative, but I enjoy noticing the sights and sounds around me, not to mention smells.
Actually, specifically to mention smells.
Often when I run after work, I can tell people are making dinner as I'll catch a whiff of a savory smell that will make me think of rich tomato sauces, juicy steaks, roasted chicken.
So tonight was not so unusual when I caught a noseful of something that made me immediately think of...
...bacon?
...barbecue?
Actually, it reminded me of the smoked meats we found in Hollins Market in Baltimore.
Seemed like kind of a strange time of day (and really, time of year) to be making barbecue, but hey, it's a free country. And we're no strangers to the whim of a random food craving.
Then, a few minutes later, perhaps another mile along and in a totally different neighborhood, I smelled... more barbecue?
No.
Chimney smoke from people's fireplaces and wood-burning stoves.
Duh.
1 comment:
heh, that's funny.
that smell of wood burning in the fireplace is one of my favorite smells. i only like the smell when i smell it from the outside though.
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