Scent is the strongest thing tied to memory.
My walk tonight was nice.
When I first walked out it smelled like rain.
And then when I walked past the garage the air being blown out smelled like dryer sheets and laundry soap. And once I left my driveway I could smell the wet leaves on the ground. And it's cold, but I like wearing sweatshirts and feeling warm. And when I walked through the neighborhoods, there was a scent of smoke from the houses fire places.
It's starting to look, and feel like fall.
Bring on October, please.
Monday, September 22, 2008
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