Iowa is hot and humid in the summer. Now, temperatures are just beginning to drop (although it's uncharacteristically cool - highs in the low 60's).
According to my memory, it smells of damp wood, leaves about to turn golden and black soil farmland.
I happen to love it there.
As I pack tonight, I'm a little stumped about what perfumes will truly capture Iowa's essence.
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