As I'm writing this, there's thunder outside but it's not raining at the moment.
The whole time we were riding home on his motorcycle, I couldn't help thinking how wonderful the city smells.
The trees all are in full bloom as officially, it's still late spring. It's very warm each day and the air is saturated with humidity.
And then it rains.
You can smell the wet dirt on the asphalt mixed with humid smell of all the trees and flowers blooming in the city at the moment. Especially when on a motorcycle after a late spring shower.
It's all there - the humid air, the ozone feeling of the approaching thunderstorm, the greenery of all the trees in the city, and the sweet smell of their flowers, the smell of dirt on the asphalt and eventually it hits you - the smell of budding optimism and well-being.
I wish someone would make a perfume out of this smell. Not the exact thing, but something evoking it. Because to me, it's one of the best fragrances in the world.
