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”
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A group of figurines and a picture of a heart
This morning it takes me a while to find the scent. It is tea roses rising on cool damp air. I have two special pint glasses for my daily water. One with ‘Coach’ engraved on it and one with ‘Poet’. And I like things in jars. Sometimes I know exactly which of the pint glassesContinue reading “A group of figurines and a picture of a heart”
The Bandstand
Photo credit: Field of Dreams Photography Oswestry This morning the air brings the smell of many blooms. In my head I picture peonies and geraniums and in my heart I feel summer. It has been pretty cold, grey and rainy for June so far so this feels new and enlivening. It begins to balance theContinue reading “The Bandstand”
Castor and Pollux
This morning the air smells as fresh as it does on the mountains. I breathe deeply and catch a hint of lavender there too. Alt text says it’s ‘A cat on a cake’. I say it is an excellent card to have received in the post to celebrate my birthday and shows a cat presentingContinue reading “Castor and Pollux”
Is He Puffin or Is He Vulture?
This morning the smell of cut grass is in the air, slightly hayed by yesterday’s sunshine and today’s gentle misty drizzle. This week’s photo had to be ‘Ronnie Jumping for Joy at The Great Orme’. Not just because I love that orme, not just because it is the picture for June on the #LookThere calendar,Continue reading “Is He Puffin or Is He Vulture?”
Diving Right In
This morning the air brings me the scent of fermented green, and it feels like the day is readying itself to be warm. Last night I dreamt of poets and words after being in the zoom room for the online launch of Damien Donnelly’s Back From Away. I love the feeling of a celebratory zoom andContinue reading “Diving Right In”
Being Sociable Again
This morning the air smells of roses. My mind says ‘tea roses’ and for a moment I can’t quite remember if there is such a thing. I wasn’t sure I was ready to get up this morning and then I dreamt that I had caramel crispy snacks and that put a smile into my waking stateContinue reading “Being Sociable Again”
A large Sturgeon, A Peppermint Tea and a Fizzy Water
This morning the air carries the scent of warm, damp hay. The birds were singing the day in loudly when I noticed this, and seemed to be telling me they had been doing so for some time this morning before I woke from my sleep to greet the day. I am currently celebrating the joyContinue reading “A large Sturgeon, A Peppermint Tea and a Fizzy Water”
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!”
Add Value Bring Joy
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”
Sue Finch 