Aromatherapy

[Harold Pickens]

At the hospital this morning was a display/sale of aromatherapy products in the cafeteria. They asked if I was interested in anything in particular, and I replied yes, I would like a bottle with the crisp coolness of the autumn air in the great northwoods, tinged with decaying popple leaves and maybe a trace of gunpowder and wet setter. All I got were some strange looks. Go figure.

[Chris T.]

I love the smell of Federal powder!

[Dean Romig]

Originally Posted by Harold Lee Pickens

At the hospital this morning was a display/sale of aromatherapy products in the cafeteria. They asked if I was interested in anything in particular, and I replied yes, I would like a bottle with the crisp coolness of the autumn air in the great northwoods, tinged with decaying popple leaves and maybe a trace of gunpowder and wet setter. All I got were some strange looks. Go figure.

No wonder you got strange looks..... you left out the "dank leaves and sweetfern and frosted apples"*....

(* by Corey Ford in "The Road to Tinkhamtown")






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[MarketHunter]

A bottle of Hoppes #9 and a couple spent paper shells will bring all that into view, at least in my mind.

[GH-16]

If you really want a strange reaction tell them.

The aroma of cleaning a Sage Grouse on a hot fall day on the high sagebrush steppes of the American west.

[Harold Pickens]

well Paul, don't think that would be a best seller,but I would look forward to that experience someday, perhaps with my GH 16 o frame. I know many of these aromas would induce a deep, peaceful sleep for most of us.

[J. A. EARLY]

Don't forget the smell of the first fire of the fall you start on a cool October morning. For me as a kid it was not in a fireplace but a in wood stove. Still is.

[Hammer Fan]

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[Dean Romig]

You'll think me strange, but one of the aromas that I have always loved - in moderation of course - is the faint smell of skunk on the air. Not the vile stench of a freshly flattened junk in the road, or the gag-inducing grossly pungent stink surrounding me as I attempt to wash it off my dog... but the faint hint on a frosty morning or evening in the fall. I can't really say why I enjoy it so much, but an experience I had with a skunk when I was a child might have started it. It was a very strange encounter for certain.






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[OH Osthaus]

Originally Posted by Dean Romig

You'll think me strange,
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yes, yes we do