Green Mountains

There is an aroma that is like no other in the world that I have experienced.

That is the smell of the earth in green hills and mountains during a rain with the sun shining.  The phenomenon itself is awe inspiring at the contradiction of precipitation while the sun is shiining, but that is easily enough explained as it is visible.

But, it is the actual smell of the steam being given off by green plants and trees baking under a warm sun that effects me more profoundly.

It cannot be found near the seashore–too much salt in the air.  It cannot be found in high and rocky mountains or high plains–no greenery.  Perhaps green river valleys sufficiently removed from the sea may compare, but I have not experienced that phenomenon.  Green mountains in a sun shower are something I have witnessed as recently as 3 minutes ago.

I fill my nose and head and lungs with the air and thank God that I live in green mountains.

gryphon