For most of my life, I had a reduced sense of smell (a condition known as hyposmia). I could recognize strong odors like orange peels and gasoline, but most scents were lost on me. But for the past few months--and for unknown reasons--my ability to smell has fully returned. To mark this olfactory upgrade, I crocheted this nose:
Smelling everything has been a mixed blessing. On one hand, breathing in a bakery's fresh bread is divine:
On the other hand, my dumpster diving career is now sadly on hold:
At the very least, I no longer feel as self-conscious when reading crochet books in public:
It will take awhile to adjust to having all five senses again. I should pass the time by following my under-appreciated recipe for Beef & Mashed-Apples Shepherd's Pie. I hope it still tastes delicious!
UPDATE: I need a new shepherd's pie recipe.