Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away.

~Dinah Craik

The faintest waft is sometimes enough

to induce feelings of hunger or anticipation, or

to transport you back through time and space

to a long-forgotten moment in your childhood.

It can overwhelm you in an instant or simply tease you,

creeping into your consciousness

slowly and evaporating

almost the moment it is detected.

~Stephen Lacey~

Scent in Your Garden, 1991