I'd smell...
the smell of the outdoors right after it's poured down rain
gingerbread or the general smell of something being baked in the oven
that smell of Christmas morning, which really can't be explained other than you know it when you smell it
a handmade fire, not the electric kind everyone opts for these days
fresh clothes, still warm from the dryer
new books and old books
and soup
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