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.
It could be someone near you doing a controlled burn of their fields. IDK why farmers do it but I know it’s a thing. I can sometimes smell it where I am though I am not a huge fan of whatever it is we burn around here.