How do you describe the smell of rain?
I think most of us know it when we experience it. Sometimes even when the sun is high and the night is inky, we know the rain’s scent.
I feel calm and life renewed – the promise of life.
And I wonder why.
Why does rain remind me of life? Something about making things grow? Life is more than that. Is it something scientific because our bodies are made of so much water? Is that our true connection to Earth and not the land masses? Science and evolution indicates we came from the water. Religion says differently. And that’s far too complicated for me right now.
How do you describe the smell of rain?
An assurance of newness? Freshness? Clean slate and start?
Something more than myself.