The nose knows.
(Well mine certainly does!)
And after breathing-in the intoxicating scents of Upstate New York in the Fall,
I was reminded of how sentimental I get at this time of year.
Autumn is magic. It's my favourite season.
It's colourful, it's fragrant, it's nostalgic and it has an uncanny effect on me.
From falling-leaves, pumpkins and apple cider to pine trees, maple syrup and log fires;
I found myself sighing gratefully from one day to the next.
And when I walked the trails of Beaver Lake's enchanted forest...
...my senses were exploding and I was giving thanks.
I was also whispering a Rah-Rah! and writing another Sunday SideLines just for you.
What kinds of scents move you?