This morning there is a tang of wood in the cool air. It is the kind of scent that might come from opening a little used cupboard door or how I imagine the very centre of a conker smells. Alt Text says this week’s photo is: fabric in the air. I say it is ‘AngelContinue reading “ANGEL OF THE NORTH AS DANCER”
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ONION RINGS AND OTHER JOYFUL THINGS
This morning the wind stirs the leaves on the trees into an unsyncopated crisp rustle. The swirled air brings a cocktail of green scents. Two magpies hop and tap dance in the road before lifting their fans and becoming five. Alt text says this week’s photo is a picture of a person holding up twoContinue reading “ONION RINGS AND OTHER JOYFUL THINGS”
A NEW RELATIONSHIP WITH MONDAYS
This morning the air is drizzle misted and the first scent it brings is warmed tea rose. Alt text says this week’s photo is a stuffed toy in the air. I say it is the photo from September on the calendar showing Ronnie jumping for joy and the sky is blue through the clouds. ItContinue reading “A NEW RELATIONSHIP WITH MONDAYS”
LET THE SPARKLE SHINE
This morning the air feels fresh and cool. I hunt for a hint of scent, but am instead drawn to the moon screen-printed in milky white on blue sky. As I enjoy the pull of the moon and remember it has been elusive under cloud recently I can still detect no particular hint of herbContinue reading “LET THE SPARKLE SHINE”
DO VENTRILOQUISTS TALK TO THEIR DENTISTS DURING TREATMENT?
Today the air is lightly herbed with rosemary. It is fresh and cool and temporarily free from fumes. An orange cat is adventuring with purpose as a herring gull laughs and I remember looking for a red tinged moon last night in a clouded sky. Alt Text makes me smile with this week’s suggestion ofContinue reading “DO VENTRILOQUISTS TALK TO THEIR DENTISTS DURING TREATMENT?”
BEING SOCIABLE AGAIN
This morning the air smells fuschia pink underlined with gently fermenting darkening green grass. Alt text says this week’s photo is a collage of 2 people. I say it is a montage of four photos of three siblings ensuring they get a couple of sensible photos at the wedding of one of my nephews. IContinue reading “BEING SOCIABLE AGAIN”
ARTIST SAYS I LIKE PEOPLE TO PLAY WITH MY ART
This morning the air is warm and brings the tiniest tint of tea rose. A hint of mint would have fitted well with today’s photo, but it wasn’t to be. Alt Text says this week’s image is ‘a paper with text on it’. I say it was the blurb I once read before entering anContinue reading “ARTIST SAYS I LIKE PEOPLE TO PLAY WITH MY ART”
Reflections
This morning the air in someone else’s town smells cool and fresh. Last night it smelt hot and sulphurous, and I admire the way the night has washed it clean. Alt text tells me this week’s photo is, a stuffed animal in a mirror. I say it is the perfect picture of Ronnie looking atContinue reading “Reflections”
Spray Painted Shirts, Sun and Seasides
This morning lavender is the first scent. Fine drizzle hangs in the air as a magpie sounds its rattle. Alt text says this week’s photo is a stuffed animal in the air. I say it is Ronnie jumping for joy on a walk between Birchington-on-Sea and Cliftonville. It was a perfect walk. Made so byContinue reading “Spray Painted Shirts, Sun and Seasides”
The Clock Ticks Louder Now
This morning herring gulls are calling in the scent of salt on a sea breeze. It is fresh with floral elements and the sun promises heat. Alt texts provides an accurate description of this week’s photo: A red clock with white numbers. I say it is the actual clock that played a part in inspiringContinue reading “The Clock Ticks Louder Now”
Sue Finch 