Recalling the smell of spring rain…… When I was a little girl, we attended many Pentecostal churches where they sang this song. Many nights, I would fall asleep in my bed with the window open a breeze blowing and rain falling. That would have been spring time!
It has been raining in Billings, Montana for the past couple of days. Somehow the aroma of the rain in the hills of Kentucky isn’t here!
I am thinking of home in the South! Do you have childhood memories that float through sometimes?
Tomorrow, I will post the recap of why my trip to Kentucky and Tennessee did not happen earlier this month!
For today, let us