There's something downright good about the way the earth smells after it's been raining. Not concrete, not oil slicked, not human-tortured earth. Not talking about that at all, although I will admit a soft spot for wet asphalt. No, the scent that we found yesterday was all about new leaves, overturned earth, old grasses soaked until they're fragrant. The fields we walked through are still sleeping; it's winter for them. It's that slumbering scent that gets me, that I didn't even realize I'd missed.
GREEN, IT'S GOOD FOR YOU.
There's something downright good about the way the earth smells after it's been raining. Not concrete, not oil slicked, not human-tortured earth. Not talking about that at all, although I will admit a soft spot for wet asphalt. No, the scent that we found yesterday was all about new leaves, overturned earth, old grasses soaked until they're fragrant. The fields we walked through are still sleeping; it's winter for them. It's that slumbering scent that gets me, that I didn't even realize I'd missed.
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