I walked out of my house this morning, after a not-so-good night's sleep, maybe a little crabby. And there was a scent in the air that as long as I live, even if I never again live in western Oregon, I'll always associate with spring: a damp, vaguely floral, vaguely earthy smell that just makes me happy, even if it's been raining for most of the
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