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Every so often we have a perfect PNW morning where the petrichor is perfection-The subtle blend of the icy brine of clams and oysters, cedar boughs, flower pollen, rain and fresh split wood, sometimes a hint of wood smoke. It's pure heaven and I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. Since I was a tiny child this the scent of home. I'm standing out in the garden in the rain just to take it in. It pairs really well with a hot cup of coffee. Other days it stinks like pulp mill. Sigh. #pnw