The Aroma of Rain

The mountains around Tahoe tend to stay dry from the last snow of spring until the first snow of fall. And  . . . once in while it rains. This afternoon the rain came. At first a few drops - then enough to hear -- and finally enough to smell. Oh, my. Shades of childhood summers in North Carolina pine forests. Anticipation of the arriving autumn. The richness of the earth and air blended together by the scattered drops of rain. The temperature is cooler, the air is fresher and life seems just a little brighter. ~ blessings