What does Moss's head smell like?

The sun-baked shoulder of someone you love after a Saturday at the beach.

My mom's neck 30 years ago today.

Loam.

What every shampoo and laundry detergent wishes it smelled like, deep down in its heart of soapy hearts.

The warmest brown bread with the carameliest amber honey and the freshest yellow butter.

My cotton pillow the moment before I fall asleep for a late afternoon Sunday nap while reading a book for fun because I have no pressing work.  The pillow has been in a setting sunbeam for 3 hours and it is 68 degrees outside.  It rained in the morning but now everything is orange.  Nap pillows smell different from bedtime pillows.

Chamomile tea.

A very old, well-loved, rosiny violin case.

The inside of a smooth handmade wooden box.