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Petrichor

Each raindrop fallsa miniature explosionin the dustshooting tiny parcelsof scent skywardin the breezeto hint a promiseof hope beneaththe blackened hillsbeyond the wildfire. (thinking of my home province thirsting for rain…

Pluviophile

Who doesn’t like rain? Sure there are those days you get caught out with your umbrella still in the hall closet; or you are stuck in the middle of nowhere…