It has been said that scent is one of the most powerful memory triggers we have. As I am busy this weekend preparing the house for hosting Thanksgiving, I am reminded of this memory. Nothing smells sweeter than recalling the smells that came from Grandma Irene's kitchen.
Here sits a proud Thing One holding onto a treasured cookie from his grandma. Never mind he didn't eat it (he's a picky one when it comes to sweets). Just seeing these two treasures together makes me grateful for the few visits we were able to make to see Grandma before she passed away.
But alas, as the saying goes, daylight's wasting. If I have any hope of being ready for company I best get this show on the road.