Memories

I was sitting here writing and the cd I was listening to ended. So, I decided to find something else and my eye fell upon the Carpenter's cd. I started it and within the first few notes I was elsewhere. I found myself sitting cross-legged in the middle of Mom and Dad's family room floor, playing, of all things, cards. I've always heard smells can take a person back, but I never thought about how poignant sounds can also be. Anyone for a game of Garbage Rummy? Uno?

P.S. The picture is quite a few years old but somehow it fit.
P.P.S. I think Benjamin's winning.