Humidity, Just Gets Me!
The smell of fresh rain is a trigger of powerful memories. The smell of Mother Earth is a propeller into heaven. The smell of rain is a carrier of peace.It's the first spring-time rain in Ann Arbor today.
Thursday, April 07, 2005
lead me from darkness to light, from ignorance to knowldge, from mortality to immortality.
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