And the house was filled
with the fragrance of the perfume . . .
John 12:3
I brought something back from Ethiopia a few years ago that has a distinct odor. It's a leather headrest that was given to me as a gift. I was told that this kind of thing would be used by nomads as they travel through the desert. At night, they would literally lay down in the sand and use this kind of headrest for sleeping.
When I arrived home, all of my belongings in the suitcase had taken on the same smell. Washing my clothes a few times took care of that. But the leather headrest still has a strong, piquant aroma.
It's a smell I like - but not so much because it's a good smell. I like the smell because of the memories it evokes.
When I arrived home, all of my belongings in the suitcase had taken on the same smell. Washing my clothes a few times took care of that. But the leather headrest still has a strong, piquant aroma.
It's a smell I like - but not so much because it's a good smell. I like the smell because of the memories it evokes.