Mama’s version of the smell of winter

My version of winter smells include pine trees, wood-burning stoves and warm apple pie.

So here’s the question of the day:

Why do all my winter clothes smell like moth balls?

Upon much persuasion I finally succumbed to Mama’s harassment about storing my winter clothes last Spring. You see for all the travelling I do, I don’t distinguish seasons so much anymore and putting my winter wardrobe in a trunk with mothballs was something my grandmother did when I was a kid!

Seems that the good old days of moth balls and over-sized trunks are not so much a thing of the past when it comes to Mama’s way of doing things around here. The problem now is that although I have rescued my favourite cashmere and wool sweaters from the tickle trunk and released them from their plastic prisons, they have that overwhelming smell of moth balls.

I wouldn’t mind so much if the smell of moth balls was a pleasant one like running through a field of lavender but I’m afraid that instead I am just going to feel nauseous  every time I have to bundle up! Worse yet, I will probably just mix in with all the other old people on the bus now with their garlic breath and half bottles of cologne. At least now I have finally solved the mystery as to why they all wear too much cologne…it’s to mask the smell of moth balls!


About lmarmstrong66

I'm a blogger, painter, writer, singer. For the love of all things in nature and creativity.
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