A word you may be familiar with.
A new word for me . . . and one I really like.
From the Greek petra - stone
and ichor - the fluid which was said to flow through
the veins of the gods in mythology.
One of summer's most refreshing sensations is the the feel of cool air as a storm
rolls in after a spell of humid weather.
When fat raindrops hit the parched earth, a distinctive scent called 'petrichor' is
produced. An earthy smell produced by organic compounds, and both humans and
animals find it particularly attractive.
Yesterday we had a long awaited rain - heavy lasting rain with booming thunder,
lightning, water filled the streets, huge raindrops danced on the flat and small rivers
rolled down the slopes.
Later today, and perhaps all through the weekend, there will be more storms.
August is here, summer heat builds, dark clouds roll in mid-afternoon.
Yesterday I walked, outside, I breathed the air and could smell it
through the dampness, heady, earthy. . . . . . . . petrichor!