(I like to make lists like this on occasion. They're excellent things to read over and contemplate as reminders during times when I may be feeling down
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You know what smell always gets me? Fallen pine needles on a hot summer day (by which I mean, "Florida hot" instead of "normal people hot"). There's a specific dusty, woodsy smell to them that whisks me right back to being a little kid and playing on the playground at the YMCA after school... there were so many pine trees, it was like a carpet. We would heap up the needles into big piles and make walls for our pretend houses. Good times. :)
The only place I've been recently that was free of car sounds was during that Scotland-Ireland trip when we went up to the Isle of Harris. We were in a tiny town of 300, right on the tip of the island, and any car that passed perhaps once every twenty minutes was drowned out by the immediate sounds of the sea. :) It was lovely and relaxing. You don't realize how present car sounds are until they're suddenly absent.
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You know what smell always gets me? Fallen pine needles on a hot summer day (by which I mean, "Florida hot" instead of "normal people hot"). There's a specific dusty, woodsy smell to them that whisks me right back to being a little kid and playing on the playground at the YMCA after school... there were so many pine trees, it was like a carpet. We would heap up the needles into big piles and make walls for our pretend houses. Good times. :)
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I also like the feel of the first few drops of rain on an otherwise dry day, when little wet drops fall in perfect circles in the dust.
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It's hard nowadays to find an area without the sounds of cars... I do love hiking.
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