Under the glow of the moon, I crouched down to pick some of the mint growing like wildflowers in our veggie patch.
I was just ducking outside to pick a little garnish for our salad, but the fragrance that erupted from the fresh mint when I picked its leaves instantly transported me to another time.
I was taken back to Summer evenings spent at my Grandparents’ house, running around in their yard wild and free, cart-wheeling and playing chasey. Granddad would most likely be watering the grass or tearing an aloe vera plant apart before rubbing the gel all over himself making his sun-bronzed skin shiny and his comb over greasy. Before the sun set, we would sit fresh faced and sweaty, our skin itching from rolling in the grass, at the small white kitchen table to eat our dinner – lamb with mint sauce.
It amazes me how a single smell can evoke such a vivid memory.
Mint isn’t the only smell that has this effect on me. Face to face with an overripe tomato, I am taken back to the year 2005, standing calf deep in tomato puree with my goggles on dodging and hurling tomatoes in the biggest food fight of my life, La Tomatina.
The scent of spray deodorant takes me back to P.E. class in high school where you weren’t anyone if you didn’t have a can of Impulse.
Then there’s the smell of rain before a big Summer storm which again takes me back to school, watching the sky turn an eery greyish green as I walk to the train station along with hundreds of other hypo girls, the wind picking up threatening to blow my uniform up around my ears.
It’s always a lovely little surprise when I unexpectedly get taken back to a time and place long ago. I could be doing something completely mundane and then all of a sudden I am time travelling.
Some memories appear to fade off into the ether and others are etched into my mind for eternity waiting for something to spontaneously trigger them and bring the moment alive once more.
Thanks for sharing my trip down memory lane with me. What triggers your memories?