Yes, there is a reason I hijacked the David Gray song title for the title of this post- because today I could smell, smell, the sea. I went for a run during my too-long lunch hour, and could smell it. Upon scenting it, I immediately craved hearing this song.
As of that, this one, moment, I had not yet scented that wonderful Bering body of water. Mostly Anchorage smells of dust. And onions. And reindeer hotdogs.
But today it smelled of the Sea. The air was fresh and clear and someone planted Queens of the Night Tulips along my regular running path. Perfection. Unbelievable, unusual, rare, perfection.
Until next time-
From Here You Can Almost See the Sea...
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