She tasted sweet, and the fresh smell of her was pure woman.

And, in great gusts, the fresh green smell of spring she had been kept from.

The air was filled with the fresh smell of spring.

I breathed in the clean, fresh smell of the new snow.

There was a fresh smell of salt in the air.

There was the fresh smell of fear from the pink.

They brought the fresh smell of the fields with them.

At once the room was filled with the sweet, fresh smell of mint.

There was still plenty of thunder about, and a green, fresh smell in the air.

Not at all the fresh smell of the streets and meadows.