I Smell

I smell the desert air come across my nose. I smell the heat coming from the burning sun, it doesn't get much hotter than this. I smell the food I brought with me but I know I won't eat until I make this perfect, I smell the hot, uncomfortable air rise to my nose.

I smell the cold air run through my nose and make my lips dry. I smell the snow from the mountain, it freezes at the tip of my mouth and makes me thirsty. I smell the reward I will get once I create this photo, I smell the 14 degrees pass all around me.