Perhaps since today is Easter Sunday, and I am well past the point to reasonably expect any gifts from the Easter Bunny, I had a sweet tooth something fierce yet didn't think I had anything on hand to satisfy my craving. Then I remembered I had a few really sweet aromatics still jarred and waiting for me. One in particular, Cult's Blood Red Moon, was my very first pipe tobacco, and I had plenty left over. Hell, I probably haven't smoked any in well over a year. My tastes these days lean towards burley bombs and VaPers, but I do enjoy aromatics every now and then. I couldn't help but smile as I reached for it, curious to see how it would compare to how it first tasted to me nearly three years ago. I even smoked it today in the same battered MM cob that I keep just for these kinds of goopy aros.
It hit the spot. It is definitely sweet! But compared to the more "complex" or "old-fashioned" tobaccos, it didn't quite have the body or stoutness that I usually prefer. But I didn't care. It satisfied my sweet tooth. More importantly, I noticed just how much easier it was to smoke when compared to when I first started. My pipe never got remotely hot; relights were few; teasing out the flavors was easier than before; everything felt intuitive and natural, nary a frustration to be had.
It's a big leap from when I first started. It made me thankful I stuck with it. It also made me thankful that I could sit comfortable and enjoy this simple pleasure in perfect contentment. Yes, much of that contentment came from experience, to say nothing of the excellent and kindly offered advice given freely on this forum. But I also realized it came from a maturation of the self, that I am slowly but surely getting better at attaining equilibrium and savoring what I have to the full. In short, I grew with my hobby, and I feel vindicated in my choice of vice. It's kind of neat, for lack of better word, to enjoy a pipe and think back and see where you were and also see where you are now. Made me feel good, you know?
What about you fine folks? You ever go back to an old blend and/or pipe and find yourself contemplating about things like that? I know three years ain't much for a lot of folks here; hell, it ain't much to me, because it doesn't seem like three years have passed! But here I am. I'm just lucky and thankful to be happy where I ended up.
It hit the spot. It is definitely sweet! But compared to the more "complex" or "old-fashioned" tobaccos, it didn't quite have the body or stoutness that I usually prefer. But I didn't care. It satisfied my sweet tooth. More importantly, I noticed just how much easier it was to smoke when compared to when I first started. My pipe never got remotely hot; relights were few; teasing out the flavors was easier than before; everything felt intuitive and natural, nary a frustration to be had.
It's a big leap from when I first started. It made me thankful I stuck with it. It also made me thankful that I could sit comfortable and enjoy this simple pleasure in perfect contentment. Yes, much of that contentment came from experience, to say nothing of the excellent and kindly offered advice given freely on this forum. But I also realized it came from a maturation of the self, that I am slowly but surely getting better at attaining equilibrium and savoring what I have to the full. In short, I grew with my hobby, and I feel vindicated in my choice of vice. It's kind of neat, for lack of better word, to enjoy a pipe and think back and see where you were and also see where you are now. Made me feel good, you know?
What about you fine folks? You ever go back to an old blend and/or pipe and find yourself contemplating about things like that? I know three years ain't much for a lot of folks here; hell, it ain't much to me, because it doesn't seem like three years have passed! But here I am. I'm just lucky and thankful to be happy where I ended up.