You know what I miss? I miss the smell of fresh-cut grass. You don’t get that scent in the winter, and by my count, Iowa’s on at least its third winter.
I’m tired of winter. I want the grass to grow faster, I want it to be greener, and I want there to be flowers. I miss seeing flowers in the ditch on my way to work (I miss going to work, too, but that’s another post). I miss leaves on trees and the smell of rain in the air. I miss rain that doesn’t freeze when it hits the ground.
I miss the smell of barbecues, and the attendant guests.
I know I’ll experience all these sights and sounds and smells again in due time, but I’m not a patient person and I’m tired of waiting. I’m ready for the sun to shine again, both literally and figuratively. How about you?
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