Thursday, March 5, 2009

Memory, welcome and rose white

- A man who carries the faint scent of pipe tobacco brings back a memory. When I share this with him, he apologizes profusely for being a smoker. No, no, I say, you remind me of the scent of my father when I was a little girl. He used to smoke a pipe back then.

- Readying my home for a rare visit from my sister and since she will arrive there before I do this afternoon, making it welcoming for her by leaving the living room lamp on, plantation shutters open to let in sunlight, a book about the theater we will go to tonight, fizzy water in the refrigerator and a kitty who loves her Aunt Jo.

- Here is what I learned this week about wall paint: You cannot assume that it will stay liquid forever. The man at Sears got a kick out of my paint that had turned solid, but happily for me, they still have Rose White.

4 comments:

Jannie Funster said...

Why is it pipe tobacco is so nice, but the smells of cigarettes and cigars realy gross me out?

Pipe tobacco takes me back to 1982, my first year at college, in the French wing of Tilley Hall. And that reminds me of the secret passageway to the vending machine hot chocolate which is still one of the best tastes I've even encountered. In my whole life!!! Just hot water mixed with some powered stuff, but my my. Some good on a winter's night before a hockey game.

Lynn said...

I don't know, but I feel the same way. Pipe tobacco smells so good. The man I spoke about actually said he smokes cigars that have pipe tobacco in them. I think smoking is so bad for you, but didn't mean to make him feel bad either.

Hot chocolate smells lovely, too. I think it is nice that you have that good memory.

G said...

Had long time next door neighbor who smoked a pipe. Whenever I get the aroma of pipe smoke, it harkens back to my days as a kid, when things were simpler and life was good.

Lynn said...

I think that's it Georgie. Life was simpler then.