My idea of perfect.
I just love that smell.
The one of hot rain hitting the pavement.
For me, more than anything else, that smell is what signifies the end of Winter and the start of Spring.
You can only smell it in the Spring and Summer. Maybe the sidewalk has to be a certain temperature, or maybe there just has to be a special chemistry in the air...but it's just not something that happens in the Fall. Autumn - Crunching leaves underfoot and a special briskness, definitely...but not that smell.
It's so distinctive; it always stops me in my tracks and I can't help but smile. It makes me feel like I'm still a kid and am about to go racing down the street to the ice cream truck. I remember being at camp one summer and noticing it and feeling slightly homesick, but then immediately comforted...all by a smell.
And I think my version of heaven would be that smell.
Sitting on a covered porch in the early Summer, watching the light mist of rain, eating watermelon with a good book in hand, maybe some Bach playing softly in the background...
and that smell.
The one of hot rain hitting the pavement.
For me, more than anything else, that smell is what signifies the end of Winter and the start of Spring.
You can only smell it in the Spring and Summer. Maybe the sidewalk has to be a certain temperature, or maybe there just has to be a special chemistry in the air...but it's just not something that happens in the Fall. Autumn - Crunching leaves underfoot and a special briskness, definitely...but not that smell.
It's so distinctive; it always stops me in my tracks and I can't help but smile. It makes me feel like I'm still a kid and am about to go racing down the street to the ice cream truck. I remember being at camp one summer and noticing it and feeling slightly homesick, but then immediately comforted...all by a smell.
And I think my version of heaven would be that smell.
Sitting on a covered porch in the early Summer, watching the light mist of rain, eating watermelon with a good book in hand, maybe some Bach playing softly in the background...
and that smell.
posted by Curly Su at 4/03/2008 09:09:00 PM
4 Comments:
I'm right there with ya sister. I love the smells of spring and breathing in new life. manna for the soul.
An environmentalist friend once told me that smell is the smell of the ozone layer depleting! Not sure I completely understand that, but none the less it does smell like spring track season to me!
I think of the old cinder track I ran on in high school when I smell it! There were some painful moments on that track (I ran the hurdles and falling on cinders...yikes!! So not all good memories.....but comforting!
hey! I just read that you dropped out of school. Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do! Where will you be? WILL I EVER SEE YOU AGAIN!??! :-)
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