This is Texas

[threeplusfire]

There's nothing like standing outside at 5am, with the storm coming in, the leaves blowing down out of the trees and the wild sound of the wind, the first tiny specks of rain on my skin and the smell of earth and sky and water all mixed together. This is Texas.

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Re: gray on gray

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

I've heard more random poetry from my friends this weekend... mercury's out of retrograde isn't it? It's neat.

That sounds like such a moment. I'd like to spend some time by the ocean one day. I've only ever seen it briefly, from the edges of NYC and walking on the beaches of Normandy, barefoot in the cold water on the shore.