We did our circuit around a small part of The Flat Lode Trail this evening – it’s not flat! It is called that because the tin/copper ore under the ground here is relatively level but it doesn’t make for a flat walk! Shafts of sunlight were coming through the trees.
We have had many hot and dry days, happily not as hot as in London, and suddenly this evening there was a short, sharp shower and the air was filled with that magical smell of petrichor. I have to leave you to imagine that as I couldn’t photograph the beautiful scent.
We were struck this evening by almost all the wild flowers being shades of pink/purple. Enjoy the gallery and if you can id those I haven’t managed, feel free to comment and help me out.
For those who love words as I do – and petrichor is one of my favourites, it is “the earthy scent produced when rain falls on dry soil. The word is constructed from Greek petra(πέτρα), meaning “stone”, and īchōr (ἰχώρ), the fluid that flows in the veins of the gods in Greek mythology.”