Resurrection conjures up the sound of loons on an Ontario lake and the smell
of woodsmoke in northern Alberta and the peculiar silence of the first snow when I was a kid in Winnipeg.
My favourite smell in the whole world is the smell of
woodsmoke in my daughter's hair.
Each year, I get a little thrill when I smell that first hint of
drifting woodsmoke, or when I catch a glimpse of red and gold amongst the green.
Particulate pollutants in
woodsmoke significantly increase the risk of pneumonia in children and chronic obstructive pulmonary disease in adult women.
A warm aroma
of woodsmoke drifts across the central piazza of this excellent sculpture park, but it doesn't come from a pizza oven.
Barbecued brisket, beef ribs, smoked chicken and more are on the way to Crown Heights next month — and all
the woodsmoked meat will be kosher.
I love the smell of
woodsmoke in the air.
So the chalk paint I did was total trial and error: / so while I don't have an exact color or portion, I used the grey paint from my dining room —
woodsmoke, and then the paint in my kitchen — horizon.
The smell of bonfires and
woodsmoke was working its way deep into his consciousness, causing his still - sleeping mouth to dribble with saliva.
A smell of sweat and
woodsmoke and rosemary came to him from his left: Molly, her ample well - turned arms, white as mare's milk, glimmering at the edge of his sight.
I love fall... the smell of
woodsmoke in the air....