Arrived

Here I am, surprised to feel 'at home'. It's not home yet, but it feels normal to be here again. I walked for over an hour getting lost in the surrounding neighborhood and smelling the trees that are all blooming. I know this sounds sappy but every year when I smell grass and flowers for the first time I feel like the previous summer was so long ago I'd forgotten the sense completely. So I sat on the swings in a park I've never been to before and enjoyed the sunshine. To my further delight a thunder storm came up behind me at the end of my walk and like usual I can't help but laugh out loud a little bit whenever I head thunder. I thinks it's what God sounds like. Why is it so much easier to feel/hear God in certain places?