A SWISH, A GALLOP AND TWO LOOSE SCREWS

This morning I cannot detect a specific scent in the air, and alt text is not offering me any suggestions for the photograph associated with this blog! This seems to reflect the fact I was late getting up after a weekend away at a yarn show, and my gears are not yet fully oiled andContinue reading “A SWISH, A GALLOP AND TWO LOOSE SCREWS”

CRUSHED LOVE HEARTS

This morning a cool breeze feels like a refreshing contrast after a super-hot weekend. It brings with it only the smell of smoke. Alt text says this week’s photo is a person taking a selfie. It is indeed and it is me taking a selfie in front of part of Kath’s stand at Wolverhampton Racecourse.Continue reading “CRUSHED LOVE HEARTS”

THREE TIMES A YARN SHOW

This morning the air at home does not smell of sheep. My eyes are bleary and perhaps this means my sense of smell has not yet awakened, but the first thing I am noticing is what’s not there. And that is the scent of sheep in fields on a farm. Having spent the weekend atContinue reading “THREE TIMES A YARN SHOW”

PUT THE BACK OF YOUR HAND ON YOUR FOREHEAD AND WIGGLE YOUR FINGERS

This morning the air is cold and wide. I believe I can smell the woody sap from the myrtle branch that was snapped by the recent heavy snow fall. The snow saw us choosing to hibernate indoors with only a brief attempt at a snowman. That young person who used to love playing in theContinue reading “PUT THE BACK OF YOUR HAND ON YOUR FOREHEAD AND WIGGLE YOUR FINGERS”

Show Time!

This morning the air smells of yellow-flowered Spring. The moon has been full this week and I went out to walk under it in the middle of the week, but somehow missed its rising. It felt good though to be remembering the joy of walking under a full moon and all those moons I stoodContinue reading “Show Time!”