Look, this is going to sound weird to most of you. Most of you will read this and think I'm completely insane.
The best smell in the world is a shearing shed.
It's wool. It's sweat. It's dogs. It's blood. It's branding paint. It's manure. It's wool packs. It's ink that's used to write on them. It's sparks flying off the grinding disc the shearers use to sharpen their blades. It's hot cups of sweet tea. It's fresh scones. It's curried egg sandwiches at smoko. It's dust in the summer and mud in the winter.
It's home.
