Last night as I headed out to my car I smelled pine in the air. It was really strange because I live in the Phoenix. I often smell the creosote after it has rained, which is very pleasant, but last night I could smell pine. It was the honey sweet pine smell of Ponderosa forest, either it came drifting down from Mt. Ord 50 miles away or it came to me through the ethereal to remind me of where I wish I was.
Friday, January 23, 2009
The Smell of the Pines
Last night as I headed out to my car I smelled pine in the air. It was really strange because I live in the Phoenix. I often smell the creosote after it has rained, which is very pleasant, but last night I could smell pine. It was the honey sweet pine smell of Ponderosa forest, either it came drifting down from Mt. Ord 50 miles away or it came to me through the ethereal to remind me of where I wish I was.
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