UrsaI love how different experiences modulate each other. When it is hot and muggy out, the smell of seaweed rolling off the nearby ocean can smell fetid and almost rotting.
But here in early autumn, as the temperature drops and the hints of frost touch the air and breath steams, the brine smells..refreshing. Like the cool somehow gives the salt rolling in a cleansing quality, even though I know that at core, the smell should be identical to how it is in summer.