Smells, smells.....isn't it amazing how smells can transport you to a different time in place? The smell of Bath and Body Works lotion takes me back to high school, the smell of chocolate pie takes me home, the smell of the ocean takes me to Australia..... I could go on and on. I remember as a kid when the door opened on the plane in Honduras. I would always take a huge whiff of air and tell everyone, "we're in Honduras."
Nothing takes me back to childhood quicker than the smell of campfire. Growing up we really didn't do vacations. Our vacation was two weeks at Lake Greeson, camping for a week in Florida, camping for a weekend at Albert Pike. You get the point. My Mom always wanted me to have a sense of adventure but she did it on a shoestring budget. Growing up all of theses camping adventures were tent camping. Now don't get me wrong, I always loved being outside and exploring, but tent camping never really excited me. I can't tell you how many nights we would wake up because it was raining and our tent had sprung a leak, it was lightning really bad and mom was scared because of the metal tent poles and would make us sit in the car, or would have to set everything up outside of the tent the next morning by the campfire to dry everything out. There was even many memories of going camping and totally freezing under all the covers.
Those are good memories don't get me wrong but when mom ventured out not long ago and bought an RV on Craigslist, I can't say I will ever miss sleeping in a tent. This camping trip was absolutely magical. It was amazing! It was awesome to have somewhere dry when the rain came, soft to sleep on, and a warm place when it got cold. Not to even mention an oven, bathroom, and DVD player to watch Sound of Music and Mary Poppins on New Year's Eve.
Many of our friends and family that we grew up camping with came by and visited, we played pie face, threw rocks in the lake, ate tons of food, and of course sat by the fire. I don't know what it is about a campfire but it just calms the soul. We had a fire pit that Josh and I built in our Conway house. I can't tell you how many nights we would come home and just sit outside, but in the last three years we really haven't been anywhere where we needed a campfire.
This campfire was just something special though. I loved sitting by the fire telling stories, laughing, and just making new memories. Life is always good by the fire. What is a smell that takes you somewhere?