This challenge was definitely a challenge for me. The only thing that came to mind was the old saying "Pure as the driven snow". Thankfully the snow has disappeared and the little we find in the deepest hollows does not look "pure". I realized how pure the fresh air smells in springtime, so that is what I tried to capture. I don't know whether I succeeded.
Morning ...
... and evening
Live each season as it passes, breathe the air, drink the drink, eat the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each.
Henry David Thoreau
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