This morning the air brings gentle hints of autumn. It holds coolness and damp. The seasons are shifting. Alt text says this week’s photo is a person standing in front of a display of knitted clothes. I say it is, and that it is me in front of some of Kath’s designs at Wonderwool Wales.Continue reading “BETTER TO BE BORN LUCKY THAN RICH”
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LOGANBERRIES
This morning the air smells of minty toothpaste and traffic. It has elements of autumnal coolness in it as the sun begins to establish itself in the sky. Alt text is not available to offer a suggestion for this week’s photo content. I say it is Ronnie having a photo shoot with some hotel curtains asContinue reading “LOGANBERRIES”
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”
FINDING THE BREEZE
This morning the birds are offering a range of gentle sounds and the air brings the scent of clover and warmed beach stones. Alt text says this week’s photo is two women taking a selfie, and indeed it is. It is Kath and I settling into our seats aboard The Waverley Paddle Steamer. I thinkContinue reading “FINDING THE BREEZE”
A PERSON FLYING THEIR HORSE ON THE BEACH
This morning the sun is warming the rained-on ground and the green scent of plants is rising in the air. Alt text says this week’s photo is a person flying a horse on a beach and this description absolutely delights me. It gives me the perfect title for my blog in a week when thingsContinue reading “A PERSON FLYING THEIR HORSE ON THE BEACH”
THAT’S NOT MINE, MINE’S CRISPY…
This morning the wind is moving things in gentle swirls and beckoning in the drizzle; it brings the scent of rosemary and grass as the birds chatter unseen in the hedges. Alt text says this week’s photo is a selfie of two people. I say it is me and my sister walking under a stormContinue reading “THAT’S NOT MINE, MINE’S CRISPY…”
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”
SLOW DOWN
This morning the air is filled with the scent of grass and the sound of birdsong. A blue sky is welcoming the day, and promising warmth soon. Alt text tells me this week’s photo is a road with words painted on it. It is indeed and it is a photo of what I call theContinue reading “SLOW DOWN”
A TRIP TO LONDON TOWN
This morning the air brings me the notes of new carpet off gassing in a Premier Inn and mixes in essence of chilled seaside town air. A soundtrack of traffic plays like urban waves in the background. Alt text says this week’s photo is a person holding a book in front of a bookcase. IContinue reading “A TRIP TO LONDON TOWN”
A DAFFODILESQUE DALEK, THE FIRST MOW, AND THE MUSE
This morning the air mingles the scent of warm Premier Inn and fresh grass into a cloudy mix. Alt text says this week’s photo is a yellow flower in the grass. I say it is my shadow featuring a midforehead daffodil. I also say I was rather hoping to create a daffodilesque dalek photo. IContinue reading “A DAFFODILESQUE DALEK, THE FIRST MOW, AND THE MUSE”
Sue Finch 