First thing in the morning I open my widow, press my nose into the screen, and take a big inhale. Taking this pause to breathe reminds me to be grateful for the things we can sometimes overlook, like the gift of clean(ish) air. One of my favorite smells is that of moist summer air through a window screen. Not sure if anyone else can relate to that, but it’s something I’m looking forward to smelling during this morning ritual.
I’ve never liked breathing in incense, second-hand smoke, air fresheners, gasoline smell, really anything that isn’t clean, clear air. I just love the freedom that comes with taking in a deep breath of cool, dense, oxygenated air. Moist fog, refreshing forest scent, the air brought by nature, that’s what I like.
