I’m Free Associatin’ …home …soil …rain

…home

…soil

…rain

What a glorious smell these three create. A smell of life. A smell of daydreams.

In the yard, I dig in the wet dirt, feeling the soil crumble between my fingers. I wash it off in a puddle by the curb. Once my hands hit the water, the soil shoots away from my skin.

I love being outside and playing in the dirt.

I would spend all day down here.

 

 

 

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