Singing as the Darkness Lifts, Episode 29 This morning the air smells clean and fresh, it is raining and there is no hint of petrichor. I smile because although I am not totally specific about the smell my senses are alive. Last week I could not determine the scent and I blamed the cold virusContinue reading “The Night I turned into a Metal Spoon”
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A Blue Apple and An Ammonite
Podbean Link for those who like to listen This morning I cannot determine what scents are in the air. I have a cold and am temporarily blocked from my observations of smell. It feels a bit strange to not be able to notice so do let me know what the air smells like where youContinue reading “A Blue Apple and An Ammonite”
Sue Finch 