This morning the air surrounds me with the scent of a newly cooled fridge. There is a cleanness there that matches the sparkle of the three stars I can see in the sky. Alt text says this week’s picture is: a group of fruit stacked on top of a game board. I doff my capContinue reading “A GROUP OF FRUIT STACKED ON A GAME BOARD”
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CAN YOU HEAR IT IN THE SILENCE?
This morning the air brings the aroma of what I used to call mouldy mops. Mops that had been in a cleaning cupboard somewhere for too long. Stored away when damp and not aired. The grass is sodden and squelchy, and my body is still slightly tired from a weekend away at a yarn festival.Continue reading “CAN YOU HEAR IT IN THE SILENCE?”
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”
Running Away with the Circus
The morning’s air is fresh. I can’t get any particular sense of smell apart from fresh this morning, maybe because my eyes were reluctant to open after vivid dreams (the kind that wouldn’t make good poems) but I am noticing colour. The sky is grey and the lawn is speckled with yellow buttercups and purpleContinue reading “Running Away with the Circus”
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”
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”
Blue Apples Appear
This morning the air brings me the scent of grass. Slightly herbed and fresh. The more silage-based smell of old cuttings stays in the brown bin. Yesterday the birds celebrated themselves for Dawn Chorus Day and I shared one of my dawn chorus poems on social media even though I did not join them inContinue reading “Blue Apples Appear”
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 