Can you smell it???

I love how a smell can bring back a memory.  Recently I was walking my dog outside.  It was a warm, rainy morning.  I could smell dirt.  I love the smell of dirt when it rains. LOVE IT! On the road was maybe a million worms.  (might be a slight stretch).  I remembered when my daughter, August, was young she was the worm whisperer.  She would save every worm she could.   She often would have a container filled with dirt as a home for her rescues.  I treasure that memory.  I treasure her.  I treasure she was given to me.