Sunday, January 22, 2006

The smell of sunday

I recently realized that one of the things missing in my life was the smell of sunday. This was an odd realization, because I didn't realize that days of the week has a scent in the first place, and that, given this information, sunday didn't smell like what I thought.
Until about three weeks ago, I would wager that sunday smelled like food. Eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, gravy, pancakes, and sweet rolls in the mornings, long cooked meal in the evening. Orange juice, coffee, tea, and cold milk at anypoint in between. Now, all these are part of the smell, but only part. What had been missing was the scents of cleaning. Not a clean smell, that is different, but the smells of the vacuum, fresh mop water, glass cleaner, kitchen cleaner, dish soap and dishwasher detergent, laundry soap, an dryer sheets, all rolled into an amalgam.
Clean is a smell relatively pleasant, but devoid of anything in particular. cleaning is a combination of scents, astringent, sweet, warm and mechanical, cool water down the disposal, wiped off counters....

Sundays are chore day in my house. Monday mornings, the house smells clean, before it smells like coffee, but sunday nights, it smells like home should...lived in, improving, changing, growing, accomedating, welcoming, comforting.

1 comment:

Kylark said...

No comment, except, what a great post.