today after a long sleep and a good paper i put on my jeans and went outside and then i smelled mud.
mud!
smells come with every season and you and i can smell them all, we can. breathe deep and think about
rain
hot sidewalks
snow
leaves blowing, and falling
lilacs
christmas trees
fresh cut grass
woodfires
hot coals
blankets hot from the dryer
basil
radiators
dirt and marigolds
too many more to mention, but today i finally smelled the luscious mud i've been longing for.
bozwell pounced with great enthusiam in a big earthy pot of it. fat paws sucking up the soupyness and plopping and slopping, happy boy.
we all love mud, we all who live here.
and the muddy promise of spring.
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