…because some thoughts are worth remembering
Some words are new to me, and others are just new.
Petrichor: scent of rain in the air
Petrichor sounds unromantic for the emotions that can arise from it, and I don’t think any poet will rush to find words to rhyme with it for their verse, but I’m glad we now understand the mechanism of the rainfall that releases aerosols.
At least the origin of the word is more emotive: derived from the Greek “petra” (stone) and “ichor” (the ethereal blood of the gods from Greek mythology).
Photo: Austin, Texas at dusk