Beeswax frame

Beeswax frame

This is a horrible picture…undoubtedly.

I wish I had, in the famous word of Emerile Lagasse, ‘Smell-O-Vision’.

Have you ever had something in your hands that held a memory?  The fragrance that came up from these frame inserts, had me transported to another time, perhaps just a wish of a memory.

As I breathed it in, and closed my eyes, I could smell a woodland meadow, clean dirt, a newly mown field, fresh flowers, evergreen trees, sawdust and fresh cut pine…The fragrance of clean water, flowing through a mountain stream, fresh sunshine, and blue skies.

When I’ve traveled through the mountains, after a rain…the breeze that comes up through the passes, through the trees, across everything lush and good….that’s what this wax contained in fragrance.

I wanted to put this in my pillow and let it carry me away to sweet dreams of beautiful mountain trails.  To dream of the peaceful walks through pine needles, wild flowers, aspens, and sweet grass.  To lie in the sunshine with the drowsy drone of bees in the distance, as the wind plays with my hair, and hushes me to a sweet nap.

I could weep the memory that this little, inconsequential piece of wax has evoked.  It’s power is beyond…It’s beyond me.  I don’t ever want to let it go.


Has a fragrance ever brought a memory to you, or a yearning for something?  Have you ever been transported somewhere through a fragrance?

3 thoughts on “Fragrance

  1. Whenever the aroma of polenta fills the room, I’m transported back to my grandmothers home. They are fond memories!

  2. Hi Wendy, yes, fragrance is very important to me, it’s able to take back to places and time far away. Sometimes I can feel the fragrance in my mind, and I try to keep that moment, but generally goes away. Love post!

  3. Hmmmm, I don’t think a fragrance has ever done that to me. I know that I have had that nostalgic sense from other things, but I can’t really think of what it was right now (apart from walking into an air-conditioned mall at the end of November on my honey moon, and hearing Celine Dion singing Christmas Carols. That soon faded once I walked out unto the blazing hot sun).

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