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Saturday, June 23, 2007

241. dirt smell

it happened just the other day.
on the short walk to my car, i was delighted to be welcomed by that earthy dirt smell.
the same dirt smell as when i dug trenches, fox holes and battle fields for hours on end under the front yard maple tree, where epic battles were pitched between green and gray, plastic army men.
you know—that dirt smell.

and for a brief moment, i was ten again.

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