This weekend in Lake Tahoe, we went on a tour of the Hellman-Ehrman Mansion at Sugar Pine Point. I've been picnicking on the grounds dozens of times, but had never gone in the house. We met our tour guide outside under a tree, and she pointed out some of the native pines. The sugar pines are the ones with the long pinecones hanging at the end. And pinecones are nice and all, but it's kind of hard to compete with a tree that smells like butterscotch. And that's what the nearby Jeffrey Pine has to offer. Even before the tour guide had finished the word "butterscotch" I was heading towards it, ready to take a sniff. And it did! Joel reported smelling marshmallows, and apparently others detect various other sweet scents (vanilla, etc.), but to me it was all yellow-wrapper-hard-candy.
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