Intentional Observation: Aroma of the prairie
15 August 2010 4 Comments
Morning virga over the north side of Hall County Park
I love the slightly bitter, slightly citrus, dry green scent of prairie flora. I breathed it in deeply while cycling south of Grand Island this morning.
Within that aroma I find something that hearkens to how we were created, as creations meant to inhabit this physical realm. And, somehow, it increases my faith in God. How or why I don’t know I at the moment, but that’s beside the point. “The riddles of God are more satisfying than the solutions of man,” G.K. Chesterton rightly said.
Sounds of the wooded South during summer nights might have done something similar, but not quite as overtly.
Love that photo.
I particularly enjoy the smell of a barn. Couldn’t tell you why.
I want a barn.
Me too.