Monday, 9 May 2016

Petrichoresis: Or, the Dance of Spring Rain on Dry Earth

Announced by Archdruid Eileen
Sung and Danced at the First Falling of  Gentle Rain after a "Heatwave" of 2 or more days

O Petrichor! O Petrichor!
It's what we have our nostrils for!
Fresh scent of dampened, dusty stone
So, when it rains, we will not moan.
at 8:29 pm

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