RAIN. Texas now measures our drought in feet. D:
Other than that, I love the way my cat smells. Dust, a vague hint of milk... and comfort. She's so fucking adorable and her smell just puts me right in my happy place. Coincidentally, me sniffing her puts her in her unhappy place. Then she has to lick off the human germs.
Oh, and curry. Fuckin' love curry.
Mint and baking soda are awesome. That's what my deodorant is scented with. :D
I also love the smell of creek water. Happy memories there. On a related note, honeysuckle and mesquite. Now I sound really Texan, but I swear half of my childhood was spent hunting down whatever delicious things were in season down by the creek. Agarita(?), butterfly blossom, mesquite beans, honeysuckle, mustang grapes, August peaches... everything tastes better when you have to hike out and pick it yourself.
Chocolate. CHOCOLATE. And vanilla, but only real vanilla, not that fake salty-saccharine shit.
I also really like the smell of vinegar.
Last... probably meat. That bloody smell of hanging meat always meant sausage, venison, jerky... all sorts of delicious things.