Breathing in

In the last day it’s rained a lot, on and off, in these intense, brief rushes that have knocked half the leaves from the trees; then this evening, it was weirdly warm, and damp, and everything smelled spicy and rich.  All of this rain doesn’t reverse the drought deficit, and the drought is why the colors this fall are so drab.  But the air is so fragrant.  Wherever you are going, you just have to stop and take a long slow breath and for half a minute be within  it all.

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