Years ago I had this dog, Jingles, and she had this way of drinking in the air.
We would go for a walk and she would stop, point her snout towards the sky and sniff.
I really never understood what she was doing, sometimes it even annoyed me . We were out for a walk and that meant walking not smelling the invisible air.
These past few weeks there have been multiple ice storms followed by multiple AMI/snow days. Cold is the worst season.
Today it topped out at 75. Today I had to travel between few buildings which meant tiny bit of outside weather.
I stepped out of the car, titled my snout back, closed my eyes and smelled deeply. It smelled of summer and hope. I feel we are finally emerging from the deep cold of winter and covid.