This morning the air carries the scents of fuchsia and tea rose, and I wonder whether an elephant hawk moth is eating leaves somewhere close by. Alt text states this week’s photo is a person in a graduation gown. I say it is one of my special someones striding out in a mortar board andContinue reading “STRIDING OUT”
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ENTHUSIASTIC APPLAUSE
This morning I am interested in what the air smells like where you are. I am also interested in whether you will, in the future, help me to celebrate my hundredth episode by taking note of what the morning air is scented with on that particular day. If my calculations are correct the one hundredthContinue reading “ENTHUSIASTIC APPLAUSE”
HOW IT STARTED, HOW IT’S GOING
This morning the cool air is very welcome. It carries the vague scent of cut flower stems. Alt text suggested this week’s photos could be a collage of a person lying on the grass or a collage of a person smiling. I say it is my author photo from 2020 alongside one of my authorContinue reading “HOW IT STARTED, HOW IT’S GOING”
ENTERING MY BLACK AND WHITE PHASE
This morning the air holds a hint of holly. Alt text says this week’s photo is a person leaning against a brick wall. It is me and I am indeed leaning against a wall with the aim of getting used to having my photo taken. It is time for me to update some pics andContinue reading “ENTERING MY BLACK AND WHITE PHASE”
A GREEN CARNATION
This morning the air holds the scent of oak and blackbirds are sounding their alarm calls. Alt text says this week’s photo is a green object on a white plate. Kath says it did look better at the time. I say it is a twenty-three-year-old green carnation that will forever be one of the romanticContinue reading “A GREEN CARNATION”
Summer Solstice
This morning the air is cool and there is a welcome breeze. A hint of light citrus seems to whirl in on the air before the richness of caramel is detected in a different direction. Alt text suggests this week’s photo could be a person sitting in the grass with yellow flowers. I say itContinue reading “Summer Solstice”
World Early Stroll Day
This morning the air carries the essence of silage. It is warm and uplifted by floral scents. Alt text suggests this week’s photo could be a purple ball on a gravel surface. I say it is a deflating balloon which I saw at the end of my early morning stroll on Saturday morning. I don’tContinue reading “World Early Stroll Day”
RAINBOWS AND CHICKPEAS
This morning the day felt quiet as if it was snoozing its way into Bank Holiday Monday, and I found myself almost tiptoeing outside to breathe the air. It was clear and fresh. Alt text says this week’s photo is a rainbow over a field of tall grass. I say it is a rainbow onContinue reading “RAINBOWS AND CHICKPEAS”
POET FEELING PROUD
This week I had expected to be writing about the air not smelling of cow dung because it never has on a Monday morning… Sometimes I call my mum when I am out on a walk and sometimes on these walks there is a distinct smell of cow dung. I tell her this. I likeContinue reading “POET FEELING PROUD”
EMBRACING MY SHADOW
This morning the air is all sweet grass and tea rose as the cockerel announces the new day. Alt text says this week’s image is a collage of shadows of a person’s face and a person’s head. I say it is me trying to take photos of my shadow with flowers for eyes. I laughedContinue reading “EMBRACING MY SHADOW”
Sue Finch 