But I Can Taste It Rosemerry 11 years ago in the night air scent of rain that does not fall— sometimes in the kitchen scent of tenderness Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest
