Glorious rain, thunder and lightning. Great relief from the oppressive heat and humidity of the last two days.
Now for a nice nap!
The Cozy Minimalist, who would prefer that I do not use upper case letters at all in her name, has a post up on her blog talking about various smells that bring back memories for her.
I commented there as. “The olfactory perception can trigger memories like nothing else does. The recent trip that I made down South did precisely that for me and on a few occasions my relatives thought that I was bananas going on and on about some memories like sun dried clothes, special dishes cooking in the kitchen, smell from the neighbourhood bakery / restaurant and most of all, infants smelling of baby talcum powder.”
We had our last rain in September at the end of the monsoon and since then it has been dry. Our garden has been watered everyday from the water mains but today, as I write this, we are having the first of our few winter showers. I woke up from my siesta to the smell and sound of falling rain. What an experience! Priceless.
I wish I could share the sound and the smell with my readers.
Ah, for the simple pleasures of life.