If you said “from the sky,” then congratulations! You are hilarious. But it’s a lot more interesting than that. The pungent perfume that accompanies rainstorms carries special chemical signatures, some born from lightning, some from deep within the soil.
And beyond just being pleasant and nostalgic, those smells are actually useful to some living things, such as telling plants when it’s time to grow, guiding camels across the desert, and even signaling some fish when it’s time to get “romantic”.
Take a big whiff, because there’s a science storm a-comin’!
I LOVE the smell of petrichor!
“They are taking control of the water supply. They are breaking dams, and flooding crops, and destroying the food supply of an entire country. They are forcing hundreds of thousands from their homes. It seems that there is a hand behind all of this. They are very calculating. They are making their moves very carefully to destroy the human soul. They want to rob an entire people of food and water and homes, as if to wipe them from the pages of history. And when they take the homes from these people, the children have no place to play. The children have no place to be young. No physical space, and no emotional space. They have no place to be a child, so their only frame of reference is war and fighting. And when that’s all they know, how can they grow up to be doctors and teachers? All they can possibly know is the desire for revenge and hatred for their enemies. I wish people would understand that Iraq is filled with intelligent, civilized people. This was the cradle of civilization in the Ancient World. Even the Garden of Eden was here. These aren’t dust covered, nameless refugees being forced from their homes. The refugee camps are filled with architects, and musicians, and teachers.”
Crows can recognize human faces and will even hold grudges against people they don’t like.
HOW MUCH LONGER ARE WE GOING TO JUST SIT AROUND AND TAKE THIS?!
"Hey, don’t like it, you can eat me." - A Crow
Once, a crow swooped down and feinted an attack when I was running. I got too close to a fresh-out-of-the-nest chick (not on purpose, the sidewalk took me right up to the chick playing in the sprinklers). After I ran past, I heard a loud squawk, felt something brush the back of my head, and saw an adult crow flying away.
I do not expect to be forgiven.
Babylock ≠ Baby Sherlock
I bought a serger!! I splurged on a Babylock. Well, it was a floor model, so i didn’t pay full MSRP, but it was still a splurge.
First serger project is a maxi skirt. The Babylock is super easy to use, and handled the stretchy knit fabric (all four layers) like magic. Worth the hefty price tag!
The fabric is kind of a cheap knit I bought from Joann over a year or two ago, thinking, “Someday, I will brave sewing knits with my machine… or get a serger.” The quality isn’t that good, so it didn’t feel too precious to use as material for a first project.
Using up fabric stash and new skirt FTW!