doctoral candidate in rhetoric and scientific and technical communication
sweet nectar
I love rain.
Do I write this every year?
I love rain.
I love the way the earth cools down and the sweet smells arise.
I love the smell of the earth when rain has fallen.
It’s funny because where I live, I have horses next door. It is extremely windy out here and the manure often goes through the fence to land in my yard. I know, you’re thinking…ewwww…but contemplate horse manure. It’s mostly grass or hay. There is very little else in it. Grass and hay smell sweet.
So….(long story longer), when the rains fall, the sweet smell rises from the earth and permeates the air.
It is quite lovely…in that rural country sort of way (I know you city people are thinking this is all very disgusting).
The rain quenches me. It’s like my skin opens up and accepts the moisture in the air. My skin gets soft. My hair gets soft.
Did I mention that it’s been raining…
…and that I love the rain?
rain is always more special in an arid climate. I remember once in Idaho, it hadn’t rained for nearly 6 weeks. About 3 AM there was a short shower and I woke up tasting the sweetness of the rain.