Raspberries and popcorn by the pool.

A couple of days ago I was in an RV campground and park -- no tents, but lots of RVs with signs posted by the doors that said things like, We don't skinny dip...We chunky dunk. I noticed a smell. I was sure it was residue from firecrackers. No, said my Dad. That's sulfur. I smell gas, my mom said.

Later, by the pool, the smell got stronger.

I smell raspberries, I heard a thirteen-year-old with flippers and a snorkel say (no mask). I smell popcorn, my nine-year-old niece said.

Mostly I was wondering how no one could agree on this smell, but one of every three residents of the park had managed to buy the same chunky dunk sign.

This calls for careful reflection.