Photo Credit: Wendy Jane Bantam |
I love it. I love the way the way the water rains down my hands. The washed skin that's slick to the dirt surface. The water lasts just an instant before soaking in. The rich, musty smell that rises up from a wet ground. The speckles of a mud sticking to my shins. The cold, strangely clean feel of mud. It's something I make twice every day.
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