Something To Think About:

Something To Think About:
Children are like wet cement, whatever falls on them makes an impression.

--Hiam Ginott

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Wet Asphalt


Close your eyes.....Breathe in deeply.......Ahhhhhhhh!

This morning when I was walking, the landscape sprinklers came on on the hill across the street. It was a gorgeous day--not too hot, but not chilly either. The smell of the overspray on the warm asphalt was immediately intoxicating.

I was taken back in a micro-second. It was warm summer days, spraying down the driveway, early morning dew beaded up as the sun rises, hot afternoons with the sprinkler watering the grass and ivy. It was a summer cloudburst dropping on the hot black pebbles and watching, feeling, and smelling it evaporate right before your eyes. Coming home from the beach with a crust of salt and sand and hosing down before going into the house.

Happy. Safe. Relaxing. Ahhhh.....

3 comments:

Raechal said...

mmmmm! I love the smell of wet asphalt. like when it rains for the first time in a while! love it :)

Jamie said...

That is my favorite smell right after freshly cut grass! Love, love it!

Brandon and Sarah said...

I too love the smell of wet asphalt. It may be what I will miss most about CA - all the streets are cement here. Miss you guys.