I was thinking today, as I poked my head out the door to my parent’s backyard to the campfire they made, how many experiences the smell, and sound reminded me of. From summer camp to family gatherings, to late nights with friends. We often let smells, and sounds take a back seat in our memories.  Often they’re not memorable or even noticeable in some cases, but I think there’s some worth thinking about. As a Minnesotan, I understand the thought behind smelling, rain and snow and hearing rain, it’s a comfort you end up remembering times when you were a kid playing in the snow, or when you heard rain…