I am fascinated with how things smell. I can often be found smelling my surroundings. When I pick something up, it usually goes directly up to my nose for a scent inspection (clothing, shoes, even the occasional poopy diaper). You name it, I would probably smell it. So naturally when I grabbed a couple of fresh laid eggs out of the coop the other day, up to my nose they went. I am not quite sure what I was expecting to find. But I thought, "newborn babies smell sweet, so a newly laid egg will smell sweet also."
Well, they certainly don't smell anything like a newborn baby. They don't smell sweet, they smell weird. I have never smelled a chicken fart, but I imagine that it would smell something like the shell of a newly laid egg.
Regardless, I still smell them every time I pick them up.
4 comments:
You would have to be a smell-aholic with Bryan as your hubby ;)
I totally do the same thing. Adam thinks I'm crazy or that I have super-sonic scent or something.
You would get along with Tim very well :).
I love getting on your blog...it makes my day a little better, seems like you put a good twist on things.
MKB- I'll pass the message on to Bry:)
Angie-Glad I am not the only one with this fetish :)
Sarah-Thanks for reading my blog, and I am happy you like to:)
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