We have a linen closet that for a time in my childhood was emptied out and made to serve as the “Nintendo room”, containing an NES hooked up to an old Commodore 64 monitor. I still associate that fabric/crafty smell with 8-bit gaming.
I also love the smell of sun soaked dog fur.
My backyard is a monument to the hubris of gardeners past, which is to say that it’s overrun with mint. I do enjoy the smell though. Especially freshly mowed 😌