“Sometimes a scent, like your mother’s perfume, can evoke the strongest memories.”
Something I heard on a show I was watching, and then I realize I have kept this tiny bottle of my mother’s perfume for so long. Now and again I open it and just enjoy the feelings it gives me.
Terrible, terrible attempt at a macro sort of image, but obviously just a terrible close up. This will stand as a reference point and hopefully see some improvement.