I can smell fescue grass growing in the fields.
I can smell a hint of cedar in the air from the cedar tree.
I can smell the hay from the barn.
I can smell honeysuckle and lilac on the breeze coming from the back yard.
I can smell wet firewood.
I can smell the musty quilt.
I can smell the Lily of the valley from under the cedar tree.
I can smell the mule holding pen.
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