most people would call it an oder but i love the scent of tobacco, aged and sweet. it makes me think of fire pits and the smell of wood burning brilliant and crackling, mixing with the cool night air. the ocean's fragrance rising up with the tide. tobbaco is a gift to the old spirits. i remember the smell of the pipe tobacco, woodsey and rich.
and oh the scent of fresh hung laundry, a mixture of clean air and perfumed soap. the greatest fragrance.