This is outside of the family and friends and people I miss. I heard a cricket in a movie I was watching. Its strange how the senses pick up on things and root them deeply in your head.
The awesome sounds of crickets on a warm summer night in Ohio. Everywhere they keep calling to each other. Lightning bugs fly around in august with little beacons of random yellow dim light. The heat of the day is gone and 70 degrees feels cool. Bats flutter around, or rather the silhouettes of bats fly around sporadically eating mosquitos. Stars are everywhere. The air smells earthy. It smells like organic. Saying it smells like decomposing organic material isn't the right description even though it is exactly the right description. The summer daytime clouds are like popcorn everywhere, sometimes the kernels are really big, but mostly they are scattered about and small, unless there is a front coming in. The smell of grass after its been cut, it smells like that a lot in August. In late October, the smell of burning leaves or burning hardwood is incredible, when backed up with some cooler temperatures. There's dust there too in August. All the organic material breaks down to smaller and lighter particles than here. There is also more activity to kick up dust there. Big tractors harvesting, cars everywhere going fast, pollen from all the trees that make it soo green in the summer. The lack of water holding every little particle down. Late summer and fall are gorgeous in Ohio. So much an attack on the senses.
The smell of the air out here is pretty much the same all the time. It can only be described as clean. There isn't a scent to the air here. Probably because there is nothing in the air here except salt, which doesn't seem to have a detectable odor. This may take away from the poetic nature of everything else I've just written, but because the air is so clean here, you don't get boogers. You blow your nose in Ohio in the summertime, or mainly anytime, and the color of what comes out is not clear. It's clear here, and there are no "eye boogers". Apparently, the price of all those beautiful smells in Ohio is boogers. I guess this is my salute to Ohio boogers.
The clouds here are completely different. Much like popcorn, but huge HUGE Kernels, at least in summer and late fall. Winter is the windy season. The clouds blow by so quick they are hard to judge on beauty in winter. So the rain moves thru quick in the winter because the clouds do. In the summer and late fall, which we happen to be still in..in late October, the winds are very light, so the clouds build. They build so high that when the sun goes down they are still high enough to hang on to the light 'til the very last minute before dark sets in. The sunsets are amazing. AMAZING...and they last forever. The sunrises are no less amazing but I don't have enough experience with them to comment too much. Its the clouds that go so high and hold the orange light of the sun coming up. My discovery out here of beauty has been the underwater world. Snorkeling. Snorkeling while holding a spear gun. Its the most relaxing thing I've ever done. Its soo quiet. The only noise you hear is your breath and the crackling of the coral. Listening to your breath while getting relaxed snorkeling is like what they always have tried to teach me in the random yoga classes I've been to.
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