{"id":990,"date":"2017-10-08T20:58:40","date_gmt":"2017-10-08T20:58:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wordpress.talesfromthelake.org\/?p=990"},"modified":"2025-04-21T13:40:35","modified_gmt":"2025-04-21T13:40:35","slug":"summer-rain","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wordpress.talesfromthelake.org\/index.php\/2017\/10\/08\/summer-rain\/","title":{"rendered":"Summer Rain"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"2017<\/a><\/p>\n

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PAVEMENT PARCHED WITH BLISTERING HEAT<\/div>\n
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BURNING BENEATH THE SOLES OF MY FEET \u00a0– TOO HURTFUL NOT TO WEAR<\/div>\n
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ANY SHOES.<\/div>\n
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THEN, THE RAIN CLOUDS BEGIN TO GATHER<\/div>\n
AS THEY BILLOW MORE \u00a0INTENSELY.<\/div>\n
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I SENSE THAT UNIQUE SCENT — EVEN BEFORE MY EYES<\/div>\n
CATCH \u00a0A<\/div>\n
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GLIMPSE OF THE FIRST REFRESHING RAINDROPS.<\/div>\n
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THAT SMELL, THE ONE I\u2019VE KNOWN AND LOVED AS A KID, WHEN GETTING<\/div>\n
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CAUGHT IN A HEAVY DOWNPOUR WHILE RIDING MY BIKE.<\/div>\n
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THE STEAM SLOWLY RISING UPWARDS FROM THE CALESCENT CONCRETE,<\/div>\n
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RELEASING A VAPOR THAT STIRRED MY SENSES.<\/div>\n
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\u201cPETRICHOR.\u201d \u00a0–THAT\u2019S WHAT IT\u2019S CALLED! \u00a0THAT \u201cEARTH SCENT\u201d,<\/div>\n
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\u00a0PRODUCED WHEN RAIN FALLS ON ARID \u00a0LAND AND<\/div>\n
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GENERATES OIL INTO THE AIR. –\u00a0–<\/div>\n
PETRA – MEANING STONE AND ICHOR<\/div>\n
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MEANING FLUID IN GREEK.<\/div>\n
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AND NOW, AFTER LEARNING THIS TECHNICAL EXPLANATION – I MAY NOT<\/div>\n
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ENJOY THIS EXPERIENCE\u00a0AS MUCH AS I DID THEN!<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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