The sounds of Christmas rang in my ears, reminding me of days gone by, decorating the tree with my family.
The smell of evergreen, Bing Crosby on the record player (hey, days gone by, remember?) and the dog eating the tinsel off the bottom 2 feet of tree.
Now, my sense can be overloaded by going into one of the big box stores in October.
Same sounds and smells… right down to the tinsel covered dog poop on the bottom of my shoe.