woodsmoke and rain

a combination of smells...i love woodsmoke, rain and pine trees. i went for a walk tonight. the smoke and foggy rain hovered in the branches of the trees in the low hills, perched but moving and alive. there was something very comforting about it. reassuring me i'm still here, still in my beloved Willamette Valley, still where it rains to comfort me and take care of the green. walking in out of it, drenched to the bone..to a warm house, still smelling like stewing beef burgundy, and warm bread, greeted by a wiggly dog and a relaxed husband, was pretty darn great.