The smell of resin of some trees reminds me when I was a
littleboy I went to the forest with my grandfather to taking pine
cones because I felt this smell in some pine cones. I like to feel smell
of the wet land when I'm next to a garden because I remember that
when I go in summer to my father's house, after dinner I go to out to
the garden to take the fresh air and that hour yet the smell of
wetting preserves. And that reminds me at the summer holidays.

One of the sounds that make me remember my infancy is the sound
of the wind because I was afraid when it was blowing strongy. I remember that windy nights I couldn't sleep and my parents were fed up about it.