can you smell rain?

[dragonfly411]

It just started here. It is my favorite smell on earth.

 

[Tuckins1]

Yes, and it, too, is one of my favorite smells as well!! It just makes everything smell so fresh and clean. I also love the smell just before a thunder storm. You can almost taste the electricity in the air....

 

[kama_s]

Date: 4/13/2010 5:57:08 PM
Author:dragonfly411
It just started here. It is my favorite smell on earth .

That's pretty much it - the smell of delicious, heavenly earth. One of my favourite smells as well *sigh*

 

[packrat]

Yes and I love it as well. However, I did not smell the hail we got pummeled with yesterday!

 

[Laila619]

Oh yes, I love how spring rain smells!

 

[Kaleigh]

Date: 4/13/2010 6:44:05 PM
Author: Laila619
Oh yes, I love how spring rain smells!

Ditto. It''s a lovely smell.

 

[Bunny007]

Me too! And in a weird urban twist, I also like the smell of rain on hot pavement. Ya know? Spring''s my favorite season. I only wish it would last longer

 

[MichelleCarmen]

I live in WA state. Only notice when it DOESN''T smell like rain

 

[BeachRunner]

It doesn''t rain that much here, but when I lived on the east coast, yes. I loved that smell. I love the smell of seasons as well, esp fall.

 

[PumpkinPie]

yup! it''s one of the greatest smells

 

[Irishgrrrl]

I can, and I love it!!!

 

[jewelz617]

Yes. In spring and summer it''s such a delicious smell. Like everything is clean and new. And serene. If only someone could really get it right in a bottle!

 

[kenny]

I really appreciate the smell of rain.
We live in So. California and get way to little of it.

 

[jewelz617]

This thread made me think about a story someone e-mailed me when my daughter was in ICU:

A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the Doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. Still groggy from surgery, her husband David held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10,1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24 weeks pregnant, to Danae Lu Blessing.

At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound and nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature. Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs. I don't think she's going to make it, he said, as kindly as he could. "There's only a 10 percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one." Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Danae would likely face if she survived. She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on. "No! No!" was all Diana could say. She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away.

Through the dark hours of morning as Danae held onto life by the thinnest thread, Diana slipped in and out of sleep, growing more and more determined that their tiny daughter would live, and live to be a healthy, happy young girl. But David, fully awake and listening to additional dire details of their daughter's chances of ever leaving the hospital alive, much less healthy, knew he must confront his wife with the inevitable. David walked in and said that we needed to talk about making funeral arrangements. Diana remembers, 'I felt so bad for him because he was doing everything, trying to include me in what was going on, but I just wouldn't listen, I couldn't listen. I said, "No, that is not going to happen, no way! I don't care what the doctors say; Danae is not going to die! One day she will be just fine, and she will be coming home with us!"

As if willed to live by Diana's determination, Danae clung to life hour after hour, with the help of every medical machine and marvel her miniature body could endure. But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana. Because Danae's under-developed nervous system was essentially raw, the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love. All they could do, as Danae struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl. There was never a moment when Danae suddenly grew stronger.

But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there. At last, when Danae turned two months old, her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time. And two months later-though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero. Danae went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted.

Today, five years later, Danae is a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life. She shows no signs, what so ever, of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she is everything a little girl can be and more-but that happy ending is far from the end of her story.

One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Danae was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ballpark where her brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing. As always, Danae was chattering non-stop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent. Hugging her arms across her chest, Danae asked, "Do you smell that?" Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, "Yes, it smells like rain." Danae closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?" Once again, her mother replied, "Yes, I think we're about to get wet, it smells like rain". Still caught in the moment, Danae shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and said, "No, it smells like Him. It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest." Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Danae then happily hopped down to play with the other children.

Snopes article about this story:
Rain story

 

[katamari]

I cannot smell rain, but I can sure tell it is coming from the way my hair frizzes that it is on the horizon.

 

[Sizzle]

I love that smell.. It very calming and peaceful!

 

[wsu12]

Date: 4/13/2010 9:11:40 PM
Author: PinkAsscher678
This thread made me think about a story someone e-mailed me when my daughter was in ICU:


A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the Doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. Still groggy from surgery, her husband David held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10,1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24 weeks pregnant, to Danae Lu Blessing.


At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound and nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature. Still, the doctor''s soft words dropped like bombs. I don''t think she''s going to make it, he said, as kindly as he could. ''There''s only a 10 percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one.'' Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Danae would likely face if she survived. She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on. ''No! No!'' was all Diana could say. She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away.


Through the dark hours of morning as Danae held onto life by the thinnest thread, Diana slipped in and out of sleep, growing more and more determined that their tiny daughter would live, and live to be a healthy, happy young girl. But David, fully awake and listening to additional dire details of their daughter''s chances of ever leaving the hospital alive, much less healthy, knew he must confront his wife with the inevitable. David walked in and said that we needed to talk about making funeral arrangements. Diana remembers, ''I felt so bad for him because he was doing everything, trying to include me in what was going on, but I just wouldn''t listen, I couldn''t listen. I said, ''No, that is not going to happen, no way! I don''t care what the doctors say; Danae is not going to die! One day she will be just fine, and she will be coming home with us!''


As if willed to live by Diana''s determination, Danae clung to life hour after hour, with the help of every medical machine and marvel her miniature body could endure. But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana. Because Danae''s under-developed nervous system was essentially raw, the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn''t even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love. All they could do, as Danae struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl. There was never a moment when Danae suddenly grew stronger.


But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there. At last, when Danae turned two months old, her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time. And two months later-though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero. Danae went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted.


Today, five years later, Danae is a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life. She shows no signs, what so ever, of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she is everything a little girl can be and more-but that happy ending is far from the end of her story.


One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Danae was sitting in her mother''s lap in the bleachers of a local ballpark where her brother Dustin''s baseball team was practicing. As always, Danae was chattering non-stop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent. Hugging her arms across her chest, Danae asked, ''Do you smell that?'' Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, ''Yes, it smells like rain.'' Danae closed her eyes and again asked, ''Do you smell that?'' Once again, her mother replied, ''Yes, I think we''re about to get wet, it smells like rain''. Still caught in the moment, Danae shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and said, ''No, it smells like Him. It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest.'' Tears blurred Diana''s eyes as Danae then happily hopped down to play with the other children.


Snopes article about this story:

Rain story

Oh my gosh that story made me cry. I want to be a mom so bad I could taste it!!!

 

[oddoneout]

Yes. I really like the smell too.

 

[gemgirl]

Spring and Summer rain smells sweet and clean and delicious. It enhances the scent of new grass and trees and flowering plants and it''s one of the nicest smells there is. Fall and Winter rain doesn''t smell much. It''s just cold and wet.

 

[Puppmom]

Yes! DH thinks I''m nuts. The other day the forecast said sun all day. In the morning, I told DH I smelled rain and sure enough it rained. Now I think he believes in my rain smelling spidey senses.

 

[meresal]

The smell of rain coming and when it starts is one of my favorite smells in the wrold.

I always find my way to the patio just to sit and watch the rain fall. So relaxing.

 

[JSM]

I think you guys are crazy! I love the rain, and feeling the rain, but NOT the smell of rain! That just reminds me of earthworms.

...maybe I''m the crazy one.

 

[that_someone_special]

Date: 4/14/2010 9:34:47 AM
Author: jsm
I think you guys are crazy! I love the rain, and feeling the rain, but NOT the smell of rain! That just reminds me of earthworms.


...maybe I''m the crazy one.

Where I am, the first few rains (and the hot humid summer rains) smell SO GOOD, but if it''s kinda cold and rainy it DOES smell like worms. So gross.

But, I really do like storms. We had a large thunderstorm 2 nights ago and it was so peaceful to me

 

[dragonfly411]

I think it smells very fresh, and clean, I just really love it. I know people who can''t smell it and think I''m crazy. They are ohhh so wrong

 

[yssie]

Date: 4/14/2010 10:13:36 AM
Author: swedish bean

Date: 4/14/2010 9:34:47 AM
Author: jsm
I think you guys are crazy! I love the rain, and feeling the rain, but NOT the smell of rain! That just reminds me of earthworms.


...maybe I''m the crazy one.

Where I am, the first few rains (and the hot humid summer rains) smell SO GOOD, but if it''s kinda cold and rainy it DOES smell like worms. So gross.

But, I really do like storms. We had a large thunderstorm 2 nights ago and it was so peaceful to me

Another in the eww camp

I don''t like the smell of rain at all. Or the smell of freshly mowed grass - just smells mouldy to me.


I love sitting on an oversized armchair with the windows wide open and watching a thunderstorm outside. You get sprayed every now and then, and it''s the most peaceful, serene feeling

 

[zoebartlett]

I love the smell of rain. I also love the smell of snow -- I feel like I can often tell it''s coming. My husband can''t though and he just laughs and rolls his eyes at me when I predict the weather.

 

[AprilBaby]

Absolutely, and then it smells like worms after.

 

[Mrs Mitchell]

I love the smell of rain, especially when it''s been dry for a while.

I live in an old railway station and there''s a platform at the end of our garden. When it starts to rain and if the rain comes in from the sea, it''s sometimes raining quite heavily on one side of the platform, yet you can be standing on the other side and no rain. Just a few feet away. It''s amazing to watch.