We woke to thick fog after a night of drizzling rain. We shifted horses around so everyone could get under a roof (we’d had Sage and Hubba in the giant round yard for weeks)… not that they used them. Most stood in the relatively warm rain. But they have to have the choice of shelter!
The air was dense with the smell of desert plants – chaparral, chamisa, desert sage and our pine trees. It was strong! And wonderful.
I sat “in the clouds” as the sun rose, feeling that emotional high from the scents surrounding us. Aromatherapy is a real thing! Essential oils (and the volatile oils from the desert plants) trigger our emotional bodies – often with feelings from memories (a father’s aftershave, smells from childhood or from places we’ve visited).
It was a marvelous way to start the day.
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