Upon leaving the city…

Upon leaving the city…

There are all these wonderful natural smells… house smells, cooking smells, fecund smells. I’ve never thought of Maryland and Pennsylvania as particularly wild; sure they have some forests and mountains but they’re pretty civilized compared to wilderness out west. But driving through mile after mile of woods and farms is astounding to my NYC eyes.

So cool and quiet. So wonderful. It’s a grassy, earthy smell. Which is surprising. While I very often notice that there aren’t many trees or much grass around my Brooklyn neighborhood, it really hadn’t occurred to me how little soil there is. And out here, my God, can you smell it. The whole world comes from it; everything out here springs from it, this element that is almost completely missing from that city environment.

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