Today I'm listening to the rain, the thunder, and the chorus of birds, and the dry earth is exhaling and soaking in a long-awaited rain.  The resulting petrichor is amazing - fresh, woody, and earthy. The sun was out briefly but the days of 80 degree weather seems to be over for the year. Petrichor (/ˈpɛtrɪkɔər/)… Continue reading On the Horizon