I love the smell after a rainstorm. I love the fresh, clean fragrance of trees and flowers; the sweetness of the air; how crisp everything looks all washed off. I love sitting out in thunderstorms, watching the lightning dance frantically in the skies above me. I love the wind whipping droplets into my face, hair, hands...
Ron and I went walking/jogging this morning at 5:15am (please don't ask me what I'm doing up at that ungodly hour... I can scarcely believe it myself), after it had been raining for most of the night. It was still even sprinkling a bit here and there...
It was a small piece of heaven on earth.
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Mmmm, the smell of rain on dry pavement makes my mouth water. Do you think that's a pica issue. I have a craving for it. I just need a little smell.
Well, if the smell makes you sneeze, it would probably be "pikachu".
:)
Ok, ok. Bad joke. I know.
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