Daily Prompt: Smell You Later

The vision of our two dogs’ is declining with age, but their sense of smell remains acute; i.e., opening a can of tuna is wake up call. My sense of smell is stronger than ever now that my hearing is challenged. So, perhaps, our sense organs compensate for performance shortages linked to age. Regardless,  my memory of smells is led by one that takes me back about 40 years to the hills of Berkeley, California on a winter evening after a light rain, walking along glistening blacktop while the scent of wood fires mixes with raindrops falling from Eucalyptus trees. The air is eternally fresh and the warmth that I can’t see is friendly as if it were yesterday.