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I know a person who keeps a fish bowl of buttons at her desk, she loves to play with the bottons, she says it comforts her to run her hands through it.

Smell and animals, oh ya blowing into the nose of the horses and inhailing with them, I really miss that interaction with the horses, I greet my kittens the same way, i know about the glands on their noses.

I really don't like cologne or perfume on my man. I like the smell of human. No not the farts and bad BO, just the normal scent they have can send me away.

Which brings me to a posting I had with someone who explained that pheromones aren't really necessary in 'human sexuality', but more so in the insect world.

I, however, find the smell of plain, clean skin quite appealing. Different people have different skin scents. It's quite sexy really. I wonder if a mate could pick out their 'other' by skin scent alone? Just a random thought.

Linda.

Only if they had extra sensory perception

Ha! Yes, perhaps. If that's the case, well it's no wonder I wasn't able to predict the winning lottery numbers... - No ESP, here.

Linda oh yes there is proof that a mother can pick out her child's clothes from a pile. There are pheremones in the human world they work. We have been removed from our sense of smell when it comes to other humans an some level. I have heard that nurses can tell a change in their patients from the smell they omit. When I was stressedout over my grandmother being in the hospital dying of cancer I had a smell that was very sour. I went for acupuncture and the smell went away insufficient yin Dr Tian said. I know I could tell the smell of a lover I would bet on that.

The smell of matches.

I'm not sure if you mean unlit, lit, or blown-out matches, Ghoti ~ but, I love the smell of the carbon smoke after a match is blown out.

Lizzy,

Please tell me you're making this up.

I love picking up a chicken and burying my face in his/her feathers.

I asked my mother who grew up on a farm in west Tennessee and who had to tend to the chickens if she ever buried her face in chicken feathers. After she finally stopped laughing she asked me why I was asking such a question. "Ma" I said, "there's a woman in Florida who does exactly that." Ma said, "Nobody who's ever been around a chicken coop or a hen yard would dream of doing such a thing. Hens, chickens, Roosters are dirty animals. If you buried your face in a chicken's feathers you would get a nose full of DUST. They are dusty, dusty, dusty and full of little ticks and mites."

So Lizzy, stop with the feather breathing. You'll develop allergies.


YdF

Lizzy,
I was talking about that sulphur smell the smoke gives... I wasn't aware matches gave any scent unlit but perhaps that's another little bit of ESP on your part .

Perhaps, those who farm with chickens consider them only a commodity, a dirty one to be avoided.

My personal experiences have been different. We had chickens when I was a little girl, but not a real high number. I had one named I named "Tamey," who followed me up and down the road and around the yard. When I was "on the road" with the Renaissance Faire, a tiny movement caught my eye in the median, as I drove on the expressway. I turned around and found that it was a baby chicken. I kept it through the rest of my trip, and then returned with it to the Keys, where I kept it for almost a year after, until I gave it to a man in Key West. Where I live now, almost ten years ago, I had another chicken. Then, several years later, I acquired an injured one, and spent a goodly sum of money nursing it back to health. With each of these chickens, I buried my face in its feathers and loved the smell of its feathers, and never once came up coughing, or with a tick or mite.

As for allergies, I've never had them. It has become rather common knowledge in the medical communities that one of the things that has contributed to such a high increase in allergies is the American obsession with 'cleanliness' with all the anti-bacterial soaps, et al. The body develops natural anti-bodies and a healthy immune system when it's exposed to elements natural in nature. One might even consider altering the old adage of "An apple a day keeps the doctor away" to "An apple and a teaspoon of dirt a day keeps the doctor away" .

With the avian flu now, it might not be so wise to just be burying my face in any chicken's feathers; however, the culling of the millions of chickens was a sorrowful event for me ~ as are the chicken- and egg-producing industries, for the inhumane way chickens are treated.

We sure are different, aren't we. Tell your Mom that woman in Florida said "Hi."

~ Lizzy

Lizzy, I can back you up on the smell of a chicken coup - we had roosters in our back yard when I was younger and its a smell I remember fondly... That said I never stuck my face into any of them .

Hi Ghoti ~

Sulphur ~ that's the smell, not the carbon. The unlit smell of matches is much more subtle, but it's there. So, I guess that would be EOP ~ Extra Olfactory Perception .

~ Lizzy

E.O.P., I'll have to remember that.

Tri-Me and Linda, I love the smell of (clean, unscented) human too! Does anybody not, I wonder?

Lizzy, your post reminded me that my Nan (Grandma) always used to say "You eat a pack of dirt before you die," whevever any of us complained about something being dirty or otherwise 'contaminated'. I thought of that particularly once when I was walking/camping in North Wales back in the 80's in bad weather. We were a bit lost and rather exhausted and made a camp fire after a long day. Some of the last food we had with us was a pile of bacon rashers (I am a veggie now but not back then). As we threw them into the frying pan, we could not prevent a load of bits of dirt/vegetation being blown around by the wind from joining the bacon in the pan and it all got cooked up together. It was either go hungry or eat this concoction. It tasted wonderful , and none of us was ill .

Diane

The surprising smell of Mint when i have unknownly brushed up against it in my garden.

The salty smell of the ocean.

Lilacs, wild roses, primroses and the short-lived blooms of elderberries that have a sweet, lemony aroma.

Leather furniture

My dog

Garlic

Vanilla scented candles

Spring's elixir of decomposing scents that coincide with the awakening of my garden.

Coconut

Fresh, black coffee in the morning

Pine tree sap!


Laurie