This morning I have scented the world. It is salted vinegar on moss. At the weekend I bought myself a wire brush and some organic cleaner to help remove the moss from the driveway and the smell is in the air. It was quite therapeutic to see what could be removed by hand, and toContinue reading “Add Value Bring Joy”
Author Archives: Sue Finch
A Statue of a Moose with Donuts on it
Today the air carries the sweet scent of rose petals. I see magnolia flowers, daffodils, cowslips and primroses, but sense roses. Today’s blog title is gifted to me by alt text and I wonder if I will one day photograph the moose with doughnuts on its antlers. This photograph was my ‘Eat the Storms’ photoContinue reading “A Statue of a Moose with Donuts on it”
A Collage of a Person and a Pizza
Singing as the Darkness Lifts, Episode 31 I am a really good listener and this past week I have listened to myself a lot. I have listened to the wonderful silence that exists in my head when I am in the rhythm of a long drive and also found some of my procrastination and impatienceContinue reading “A Collage of a Person and a Pizza”
Study in Blue
Singing as the Darkness Lifts, Episode 30 Today my brain tells me the air carries the smell of acorns. I do not think I actually know what acorns smell like so this makes me temporarily confused. I settle for the fact that it smells green in some way on this rainy morning where theContinue reading “Study in Blue”
The Night I turned into a Metal Spoon
Singing as the Darkness Lifts, Episode 29 This morning the air smells clean and fresh, it is raining and there is no hint of petrichor. I smile because although I am not totally specific about the smell my senses are alive. Last week I could not determine the scent and I blamed the cold virusContinue reading “The Night I turned into a Metal Spoon”
A Blue Apple and An Ammonite
Podbean Link for those who like to listen This morning I cannot determine what scents are in the air. I have a cold and am temporarily blocked from my observations of smell. It feels a bit strange to not be able to notice so do let me know what the air smells like where youContinue reading “A Blue Apple and An Ammonite”
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