I awoke from a dream this morning where one of my bloggy mates...I can't remember who now...had painted a mural around a room....kind of like the Bayeux Tapestry.....except it was really cool cos when you turned on an ultra violet light all these faces became visible......anyway, as I resurfaced from this surreal world I was aware of an unusual smell. Still, partially asleep I exclaimed in the context of my dream, "Oh, I can smell tea..." (as in the drink)
Himself, without even rolling over, replied "It's rain dear."
With windows wide open from the hot nights, the smell of moisture on vegetation wafting in on the morning breeze has become so rare for us that I was only able to attribute it to the smell of wet tea leaves in an empty pot.
All traces of moisture had vanished by mid-day.
3 comments:
ha ha ha that's awesome. You're dreaming about your friends from afar. I love it. I've yet to dream about any of my bloggy friends- maybe someday. haha.
I was however talking to my mom about "my friend from Australia" the other day. And she replied "Why and how do you know someone who lives in Australia?" SO, I had to explain to her how the bloggy world works and how we really know each other more than one would think. I'm not sure I convinced her! haha.
i've been in a house with just such a mural! they open it up once a year in Oxford, it's quite cool but kinda strange to live there I think...
http://www.50astonstreet.com/main.htm
LOL, dreaming of blog pals - I love it!
Yay for rain!
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