The Prompt for this week is a topic and it is:
My favourite smell…
My favourite smell is the sea
That salty, seaweed smell evokes such vivid childhood memories of weekends spent having fun, swimming, sailing, messing around in rubber dinghy’s or playing on the beach.
As a little girl I always wanted to live by the sea and when Hubbie and I got married and had our first Son I finally got my wish and we moved to the part of the Essex coast where I spent most of my childhood.
Eldest son wasn’t the easiest of babies truth be told, in fact he was quite a handful in my young and inexperienced hands. Every single day, without fail, I would put him in his pram and we would take a long walk along the sea wall which was right at the end of my road. I was lonely in those early days as a new mum with a demanding baby but those walks along the sea wall were good for me, they got me out of the house and gave us both some fresh air which thankfully made eldest son sleep, which he rarely did!
When we immigrated to Canada I felt the need to be by water and although Lake Ontario is a freshwater lake, not salty, it is so vast that it feels like the sea. I just knew that was where we needed to settle.
I regularly walk along the lake shore here and, just like those walks I did as a new mum, it’s acts as a therapy for me.
In the summer we get a build up of algae that drives locals mad because it smells like seaweed and while I nod, as if to agree with their proclamations of disgust, I inwardly smile at the familiarity of the scent.
When I am feeling lonely, sad or homesick I take a walk down to the lake and I sit on the beach, close my eyes and listen to the waves lapping at the shoreline, I inhale deeply and fill my lungs with the aroma of the sea. It brings back a hundred different wonderful memories, and it comforts me because it smells like home.