random thoughts

We have no dirt here and I miss it. Here, there's sand. The top foot or two of earth is dirty sand, not dirt, but dirty sand and under that is clean sand. Sand. Sand. Sand. I miss that rich earthy smell when gardening or weeding. I miss the feel of it after it's been in the sun and it's warm and inviting. I miss the big fat worms that would slink their way through it. I miss the thick mud splattering up on my legs when I run through it. The fact that I'm 5 minutes from the beach kind of makes up for it though.