Somehow I associate cutoffs with the Midwest. Not really sure why. My dad always cut his jeans off just below the knee and called them Longs. (Called himself a trendsetter.)
The smell of freshly cut grass reminds me of the Midwest, too. As does the smell of rain but not all rain. The smell of thunderstorms is different. We don't get much of those so when I smell one, I think of home.
Not that I associate thunderstorm with home, mind you.
And still does.
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