Eighth Friday © Catherine Rutgers, 2017
The Wordless Series, No. 10 of 10
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Scents and tastes often offer my strongest connections to the past as in the mimeograph.
Hello, Chris, and many thanks for the insightful comment! Your thought is backed up by science, as you likely know, and I take it you have used a mimeograph machine. They were quite elaborate, bulky, noisy, and the smell of the ink is unforgettable. ^ _ ^
Many thanks for the like, seedbud, and Happy New Year to you!!