In my house, November smells like cinnamon pinecones because there’s no way I can wait until December to buy them.
In my house, November smells like pumpkin pie and pumpkin bread and pumpkin bars. That means it actually smells like nutmeg, ginger, clove and cinnamon.
In my house, November smells like dusty boxes—the ones that are beginning to make their way out from the closet underneath the stairs and fill the corners of the family room. In a week, the boxes will be open, the tree will be up, the lights will be on, and Mannheim Steamroller will be giving us its lively rendition of Christmas carols we can tap our feet to but can’t sing along with.
Inside, those boxes smell like pine spray and oh, look! Last year’s cinnamon pinecones!
This year, November in my house also smells like vanilla, lemon, grapefruit, and lavender—scents nestled in a giant box, tied with thank you ribbons, waiting for my daughter’s bridal shower in one week.
I’m still looking. If I can find some, I’ll add cinnamon to the box, too.
PRAYER: Heavenly Father, thank you for giving us so many ways to experience this wonderful world. Liven our senses to experience even more of your glory through the sights, sounds and smells of this harvest season. Amen.
WHAT ABOUT YOU? What does your house in November smell like?
