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There’s a Word for It

The Syncline was wet, sanded smooth with surface wash, all the rocks bright.

Everywhere there were little tinajas, rain pools, like eyes looking upward. A plunge pool guarded by a Cooper’s hawk and a tiny, lively frog. The sunny vanilla scent of many ponderosas.

There’s a Zuni word, ołdi, for the smell of the desert right after rain.

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