The Smell of Rain

The smell of water was in the air this morning. Outside with a cooler breeze replacing the sweltering heat of yesterday, the air from the north held a slight hint of rain.

To a midwesterner, that smell is like the smell of the ocean must be to someone who's grown up along the coast, or the smell of the woods or of the pines for someone from the mountains. It tells the story of a life gone by.

The smell of rain carries memories of thunderstorms rolling in from the west, turning the sky black; of an approaching wall of gray as the leading edge races across the land; of running barefoot in the yard on the soft ground with pelting drops of water drenching your hair and clothes; of raindrops coming down so hard you can barely see.

The grass in the yard is browning and dry. The ground in places is hard and cracked. But the air is cooler and the sky is gray, and they tell us that rain might be on the way.

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To Grow...

Kaveh Khodjasteh has a list of things we should to do to keep growing:

8 drift...
13 slow down
14 don't be cool ...
15 ask stupid questions...
23 make your own tools...
26 don't clean your desk...
30 don't borrow money

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