I drove home from the airport last night right as the sun started to set over the mountains. The sky turned from purpleblue to darkblackblue and the storms in Castle Rock crackled the sky with lighting. It rained for a few minutes, and I wanted to roll down my window, but instead I inhaled with every inch of me because there is nothing in the world like the smell of Colorado rain, and for a few minutes, it felt like coming home.
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful. There IS nothing like the smell of Colorado rain period.
ReplyDeleteWhat Alexxus said. Love this post.
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ReplyDeletelove this. like crazy. this is how woodland feels.
ReplyDeleteThe rain smells so distinct everywhere, doesn't it? Sometimes though, wehn it rains here s I am walking home from school, it doesn't smell as English as usual and suddenly it smells like Montreal or Amsterdam and I love that.
ReplyDeleteI love the view from airplanes...a great reminder of how small we are and how big God is :).
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As much as I love being from London, you're so lucky to be from Colorado. It's beautiful there
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i can't get over how much i love your words :)
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ReplyDeleteEm
A beautifully written post - very poetic. Made me wish I was going home too.
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The elusive "home" feeling is the best. You can feel it pulling in your driveway or thousands of miles away. It's that feeling that for a particular moment you belong somewhere.
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