We have a linen closet that for a time in my childhood was emptied out and made to serve as the “Nintendo room”, containing an NES hooked up to an old Commodore 64 monitor. I still associate that fabric/crafty smell with 8-bit gaming.
I also love the smell of sun soaked dog fur.
Mountain air is pretty great.
Also a big fan of the smell of allspice. I remember as a child climbing on the kitchen counter to reach the spice cabinet so I could crack that jar and get a good whiff.
Oh no, you can’t do that. Sorry to tell you, but for years you smelled up all the scent of your family’s supply of allspice and ruined Thanksgiving (or weridass Canadian Thanksgiving), or Christmas, or whatever