I was taking pictures outside this February in the miserable cold. I thought back to the day last summer when a quick moving storm front passed through. It was a deluge of rain followed by cooler temperatures and bright sun.
This was a perfect combination for the musky smells of a summer rain and the moody waves of fog rising from the hot previously dry fields. I long for those days again when one can stand outside without a coat...and breathe in the moist humid air after a Summer rain.
Until then...I would settle for a crisp spring day.
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