Thursday, January 25, 2018

Crispy Air

Hoooo boy, it's cold. It feels like a proper winter up in the mountains! And the SNOW! It's amazing! I know Mr. Bomb has had his hand in this particularly cold winter, but I don't actually mind that much. I grew up hopping around the country, and each one seemed to experience Winter differently, as strange as that sounds. Up in Michigan, getting over a foot of snow was common, while New Jersey you'd be lucky to get more than a couple inches. Pennsylvania seems to be a comfortable middle ground in terms of snow amount, although global warming seems to be taking its toll, as snow is becoming less and less common each winter.

I think it's really sad the seasons are being skewed as they are, because that means winter is becoming shorter and is being pushed back more into the year, and all the good things about it get pushed back too - snowfall, snow days, snow...air? Yeah...the air is the best part. For some reason, the air in winter is really...crisp and clean. It's great to breathe. Unfortunately, a lot of people think cold air is dry and awful, but I like it!

As weird as it seems, the atmosphere after a fresh snow has its own smell. Just like how the air after a storm as its own smell, and how a hot summer day has its own smell. Well, I suppose in winter's case it would be a lack of smell, since everything gets covered in snow and there's nothing to create any scents - no grass, no dirt, no leaves, just air and snow.

There probably isn't any fancy health benefits or reward in giving the air a good sniff, but I think it's a good thing to do every once in a while. I think smell is probably one of the least utilized sense we humans use, as we tend to take things for granted in terms of what things smell...unless it's food. So, next time you go outside, or even if you're just sitting around, having nothing to do, inhale and take a DEEP breath, and smell your surroundings. Maybe find out which class smells better, I don't know! Take a whiff of the room you're sitting in now! Go, do it!

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