I have a sniffing habit. On my desk in my study is a knot which came from a pine board I was working with in my garage. Every now and then I pick it up and smell it. I don’t know why. I’m sure there is some deep, Freudian longing making me do this. But I do it because I love the smell, and the smell is magnified when I work with pine in my garage. Heavenly.
I have a three car garage. One bay has been set up as a woodworking shop in which I build things. Another bay is partitioned off as a commercial kitchen in which I bake things. (In the third, occasionally, we actually park a car.)
Together my two avocations give me arguably the best smelling garage in Florida, if not the world. I don’t know who could honestly compete.
TulipGirl
Speaking of yummy baking smells, I like your new banner!
Randy Greenwald
Thanks! I tired of the sunset, and had taken this pic to use on the website, and thought, “Why not?” Makes me hungry…
Anonymous
Speaking of smells – especially of wood: as a child I loved the smell of new wood/lumber. I would ride my bike past a new garage being built on our alley, and revel in the lovely fragrance. I had a juvenile fantasy of being incarcerated (for what, I never knew) and the punishment – the judge not knowing my idiosyncrasy – would be to be locked up and forced to smell new wood for a long time.Don’t laugh!
Randy Greenwald
Strange fantasy, no doubt, but I’m not laughing. For the latest project I picked up twenty 1×10 pine boards from the lumberyard and hauled them to my garage. Both my van and the garage smelled heavenly for days.I’m developing a new fantasy… I’ll start selling knots of pine for people’s sniffing pleasure….