The Sky Is My Garden
Saturday, August 4, 2012
First Thought
I woke to the perfume of fresh rain swirling through my open windows following a dry band of July heat and I swear…that rain smelled like the nicest thing anyone ever said to me.
--Mitchell Hegman
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paxylux
August 4, 2012 at 10:32 AM
Its the smell of parched earth eagerly opening up to heaven.
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Its the smell of parched earth eagerly opening up to heaven.
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