hyacinth
is one of my favorite smelling plants. it comes in beautiful colors and gives off an aroma that makes me feel drunk with nostalgia. my mother would keep them in the house this time of year & the other day while is was walking my dog lily( which is strange because hyacinth was originally considered as kind of lily, but now as the type genus of the separate family Hyacinthaceae) and i saw one so i knelt down to give it a wif. for a brief moment i was traveling through time and space with the scent, i went back to different eras in my existence and then somewhere totally beyond anything i can ever remember having experienced . its only for a split second. then the rain came, cleansing and making way for new smells. what does that for you this time of year? don’t you think there should be thanksgiving in every season ???
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April 11th, 2009 at 1:29 pm
It sounds dumb, but I was flipping through the tv the other day and Grease was on. It was very nostalgic, I even cried because it brought me back to the time when everything was alright. There were no worries back when I was a child. It was a nice feeling while it lasted.
April 11th, 2009 at 1:30 pm
this time of year brings back memories of skatebaording for me and all tricks that i’ve landed. if there was thanksgiving everyday the world would be so much happier
April 11th, 2009 at 1:33 pm
this time of year, the smell of melting snow and cigarettes does that for me, for some reason. and i dont even smoke regularly. and didnt smoke when i first noticed that.
the other thing that does that for me is noticing the change in the angle of the sun rise and set–it makes for different colors than the winter time. and the way that the sun floats over us from one horizon to the next–that obviously changes too, and so the way the days look changes. it accents the haze that overcomes hills and mountains as you look further away. i was thinking about that yesterday as i was taking the interstate early in the morning.
everybody–i think–has a ’spring thing’: a certain sight or smell or something that conjures up a feeling–maybe from long ago–that fits so perfectly well–hand in hand–with the changing of the sun and the blooming of the trees and flowers.
its one of my favorite seasonal feelings–happy thanksgiving.
April 11th, 2009 at 1:35 pm
i just got them for my great aunts birthday, she liked them alot
April 11th, 2009 at 2:05 pm
I have a dog named Lily. She’s really crazy.
Smell is one of the humans most powerful scent. It can catalogue so many different smells.
April 11th, 2009 at 2:11 pm
whenever a rain comes in santa cruz i take off my hood and sit in the forests watching the rain drops collide. I think when it rains my brain actually shuts off and I can actually see the world for what it is. I want to name my first daughter lily to. these last two posts have hit too close to home.
April 11th, 2009 at 2:37 pm
The human mind is such a beautiful thing when something such as smell can trigger back so many memories. I love that fresh rain scent especially while all the flowers are blooming and such. It is such an enchanting feeling. There should be a thanksgiving every season and for that reason people should put more of an effort to bring those types of things into their lives regardless of the time of year. As people we forget so often kind of take advantage of the world and sometimes its nice to have something such as a flower bring back memories as well as put perspective in one’s life.
April 11th, 2009 at 2:39 pm
i love when smells remind me of other things. at first it freaks me out but then its so relaxing to be reminded or something just because of a smell.
April 11th, 2009 at 2:43 pm
Your post reminds me of the Doors song “Hyacinth House” from the LA Woman album.
“What are they doing in the hyacinth House, What are they doing in the Hyacinth House, to please the lions to please the lions this day”.
April 11th, 2009 at 3:11 pm
I live in the desert of Arizona. My friends and I used to lose ourselves out there for hours. It was an amazing escape from my burdensome home life(not that I thought that at the time). Freedoms of youth turned to responsibility, like when the rain becomes more than the life force of nature, and begins to erode the rock.
April 11th, 2009 at 3:13 pm
i gotta say that listening to snowden on a windy day does that to me, and so do smells, i feel like grenouille from the book perfume when i just smell things like flowers, candles, air etc etc etc. and as for thanksgiving, i think if there was on each season, then it wouldnt mean as much, you know? like the feeling of it being once a year makes it more special.
April 11th, 2009 at 4:30 pm
im not sure exactly where the smell comes from but i think its a plant or flower. its either a plant or flower my mom would put in the old house when i was little or, i think it was just the blooming and rebirth of everything at the time. the smell of the rebirth of life all around. i would need to be smelling it right now to give a better reminiscent description. but it reminds me of easter eggs and being so so so excited about them and the easter bunny to the point where i couldn’t sleep. holy communion and fancy ceramonies are memories brought with the smell. its a innocent pure smell that says “things are happening, prospects are on the rise, surrender to the loving growth of the moment and go with the flow of life”
April 11th, 2009 at 4:35 pm
there should be a thanksgiving every day.
just take a different thing every day and think about it, you know?
its ridiculous how much we take for granted.
but anywho, rain is an obvious part of springtime but it always reminds me of my birthdays of years past, like when i was in grade school. it literally rained every day we decided to have our party. i would watch out our house’s entry and just anxiously wait for my friends to come. i remember the one year my mom got us a clown and she drove up and i was so confused. i was like, but i didnt write her an invitiation. ha.
April 11th, 2009 at 4:36 pm
the time of year, the season being spring.
everything coming back to life,resurrecting from being gone
for a while. the trees, the green grass, seeing children outside playing without a care in the world.it makes me feel a sense of being alive,being grateful for being alive and well. breathing in the spring air and being able to see everything illuminated once again.
its the best feeling in the world
feeling,seeing and believing.
everything anew
April 11th, 2009 at 10:19 pm
This time of year brings lots of rain, like today for example my boyfriend and i took a relaxing nap while listening to the rain fall. There is somethng so intimate about that sound, so….peaceful. And i agree we should celebrate Thanksgiving year round, its good to just take a day to celebrate everything you are thankful for, to reflect and realize just how truly blessed we all are…..
<3
April 12th, 2009 at 6:27 am
Hyacinths are my absolute favorite springtime flowering bulb. The fragrance is intoxicating. I close my eyes… inhale long and slow… and then smile with satisfying pleasure. I just planted more yesterday during a light rain. I was out shopping and saw yellow hyacinths which I’ve rarely come across and had to have some to plant with my other flowering white , pink, blue, dark purple and other shades of hyacinths. Next to hyacinths I love lilacs. A big bouquet on the table makes the house smell wonderful. Nature is full of variety. Something for everyone. Gardening is my outlet. It’s so rewarding and each season is a bit different the the one before.
April 12th, 2009 at 12:53 pm
Feeling the sun on my skin again. And the smell of skin and sweat and people being outside. Spring is a wonderful thing.
April 12th, 2009 at 12:57 pm
Its bizarre how important the sense of smell is, and how it can so easily trigger nostalgia in the brain. There’s this one scent that my mind cannot let go from when I was little…it was a musk off of a certain He Man action figure. I get that odor stuck in my nose randomly sometimes and the memories all come back, haha.
April 12th, 2009 at 4:16 pm
At this time of the year, I often hear the birds chirping during the moist mornings as the sun is rising. I smell the morning dew and it feels in that moment everything is eternal and blossoming. It brings me back to my days when I played soccer; having to wake up early on saturdays, sometimes preparing the orange slices for the team. The feeling is a hybrid of excitement sprinkled with sadness, as I never feel quite as happy in the present as I do in the past. It was a more vibrant time, then. Nostalgia is a beguiler.
April 12th, 2009 at 5:07 pm
just droppin some love.
your music is an inspiration to say the least.
greens voice and a syncronized drummer and guitarists.
put on the headphones and slip away
April 12th, 2009 at 11:24 pm
final fantasy does that for me
which is funny because thats really lame to most people
but its def one of the best parts of my childhood. any other losers in the thread? no? only cool emo-masters? haha
im stoked to hear new circa with legit produciton quality, not just on youtube. btw, any sound of animals fighting shows/ dvds coming out? i love the new cd i listen to it a lot, i was jw.
much love anthony, keep it real
April 12th, 2009 at 11:35 pm
the cooking of brownies on the other side of this house.
when i was younger, i would come to my grandmas house and cook brownies, most weekends.
the spring. something so lightly beautiful.
as i shift through the seasons, i notice more and more how each seem to be my most favorite.
brownies in spring
April 13th, 2009 at 12:49 pm
thanksgiving is a special event.
the feeling(s) that we get from it should be applied to everyday life.
being thankful, that should be human nature. so technically, inside i’m fucking partying my thankful ass off every damn DAY!
i express it here, towards you guys, and all who may or may not read this.
i express all that i can to all i encounter. sometimes, not always.
no one holds complete perfection, but that shouldn’t take away from trying to achieve it.
HOLLAR!
April 13th, 2009 at 3:30 pm
while there are infinitely many smells that create a flood of memories in my mind, there is a particular sound that hits me and holds me. i remember all that is and was and look forward to the future. and that’s the sound of my family coming together…whatever horrendous noises we are making at the moment. over the years we’ve lived on separate coasts, had periods where we don’t talk to each other for months on end because there was a stupid argument, or because we simply don’t make the precious time to stay in contact, and we’ve had times when we’re all the best of friends and see each other regularly. on easter, i was on the opposite side of the house from the rest of my family, and as i was listening to my guitar being passed around like two dollar whore, i heard that sound. the sound of laughter and love, sharing anecdotes and telling ridiculous jokes, the fifteen VERY different personalities leading extraordinarily different lives coming together to celebrate a holiday that is fairly irrelevant to us, a family made up of agnostics and atheists. although we’ll never admit it, we hold on to these holidays and celebrations as excuses for us to get together. we’re too proud to admit that we miss each other and want to hang out, so we put these desires into efforts to create fun holiday celebrations. as i listened more deeply and carefully, I heard the pain each family member has endured and i remembered the strong bonds that hold us all together. throughout lunch i remembered our childhood adventures and contemplated each family member’s current life situation. some are thriving and some are barely surviving, but we all march on. thanksgiving is important. and i am supremely grateful for each and every member in my family, what we have gone through separately and together has made us stronger, better people, and that sound, the sound of us coming together, it never fails to remind me of how lucky i am to have them. how lucky we are to accept each other and all of our faults and flaws and to love each other unconditionally. and then the sound of the last fork hitting the plate at the end of the meal, that’s what washes it all away for me. each time i hear that fork, i leave these thoughts and allow the daily dilemmas to come back to me, as we all go out separate ways again and the spell is broken.
and, coincidentally, my grandmother used to make a special pie for each thanksgiving meal, but after her death we have included that pie in every family function we have. i like to think that we have subconsciously chosen to do so as a sign of our appreciation for the family, especially because without fail, even if nobody eats any of the pie, it’s always made the next time.
April 13th, 2009 at 4:34 pm
WHEN IS THE NEW ALBUM COMING OUT???!!!
April 13th, 2009 at 8:42 pm
I second tynan g.’s comment
but yeah I agree we should have thanksgiving 4 times a year
April 14th, 2009 at 12:47 am
I am brought back by embrace.
The embrace that slips through the protection of my skin
only to hold and share its magical warmth.
Thanksgiving is a very special Holiday.
Its spirit stays with those who find its beauty in all.
365 days forever
April 14th, 2009 at 12:55 pm
this time of year makes me think of club shows and cigarettes.
April 14th, 2009 at 2:17 pm
HAPPY BIRTHDAY A.G.
what are you going to do today?
April 14th, 2009 at 4:05 pm
Spring by far is the favorite season of the year, b/c it is renewal and revival from the dead of winter! There is an acquired smell that comes in with the season, from the potency of flowers for Easter and the hug of heat when the sun is now closer in the atmosphere! Provided that it does rain more this time of year to help bring about the green grass and the brush of trees! I believe the sense of smell just like spring just goes hand and hand and i love it. As for Spring Thanksgiving it should be celebrated every day b/c we should all be thankful we are alive for another day and that we get to hear such great music from such an awesome band like Circa Survive!
April 14th, 2009 at 6:00 pm
hi
I found this band yesterday.
I´m excited.
your sound is great!!!
April 15th, 2009 at 1:30 pm
i’d say, when i hear certain migratory birds sing/chirp as i wake up.
It might actually make me dream of years passed.
funny that the brain yearns without your attention/permission.
I’m from a beach island so whenever i leave
and smell the trees on the mainland,
i am reminded of high school and family holidays.
I think it might be the bigger and veried species of trees that i smell and its a different feeling and set of memories
dependening on what state im in and what region of said state.
The smell of the snow, the smell of the night.
But regardless, they are all good memories.
Smell is a very poorly understood sense in the emotions dept .
April 15th, 2009 at 1:32 pm
Hippie Bath Day!
April 15th, 2009 at 4:27 pm
if there was a thanksgiving every season, we’d be wicked fat. but thats ok. viva la bam makes me think of spring. and disney world.
happy birthday btw
April 15th, 2009 at 9:32 pm
Happy birthday Ant! We love you!
April 16th, 2009 at 10:12 am
This time of year brings a fresh, new start gearing up for bigger things. I usually travel the east coast in the spring to places such as Hatteras, NC or Rhode Island or Montauk. If there was a thanksgiving in every season I think it would lose its significance.
April 16th, 2009 at 12:07 pm
the smell oranges remind me of friendship
April 18th, 2009 at 2:43 am
fuck you anthony.
April 18th, 2009 at 4:27 am
the other day I took a bite of a graham cracker and i was suddenly four years old again.. it was crazy. I just had to wash it down with apple juice to keep it going, lol. and happy birthday anthony, we all love you very very much.
April 19th, 2009 at 1:40 am
marry me, anthony.
April 19th, 2009 at 7:24 pm
I can only play through “On Letting Go” so many times, boys.
April 26th, 2009 at 4:27 am
dont worry johnnycraig will be assassinated in 5-4-3-2..
April 28th, 2009 at 4:46 pm
fresh rain and cut grass
especially early in the morning
but more than anything else
the smell that comes right BEFORE its going to rain
April 29th, 2009 at 6:04 pm
uhhhhhhhhhh
April 29th, 2009 at 6:11 pm
tanner—-we got a code nine 5errr ninerrr of the prt bow of the glubin glebin blabber main, the third gasket issss blown cleearrr off the shippppp!!!! shit boys what do we do……….u know what i say, fuck the code (pirates of the caribbean) we need to go rescue our main mr. johnson himself. cause if we dont, he might be forced by the new code to…….cut off his johnson hahaha (the big lebowski) captain…..tanner i hope your not still waiting at invisible children cause i would feel like a serious asshole…….(id either feel like an asshole or realize i misassumed)
April 29th, 2009 at 6:21 pm
http://www.myspace.com/alwaysgettingwhatuwant
May 1st, 2009 at 12:14 am
do you know what chapter lazarus can be found in
May 17th, 2009 at 1:33 am
k this is just probably me lol c: but my memories are vague and really i dont rember them at all. but when ever i smell moth balls i get this really calm feeling & sense of “free air” as if im always holding my breath. my great granny had that smell in her house…so maybe that was the only place i could relax and just breath…but its kinda sad..cause i really dont remember. but now im 21 and i keep em in all around my apt. lol goofy i know :>
May 20th, 2009 at 9:59 am
Hyacinth House – the Doors. do it.
May 28th, 2009 at 2:46 pm
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