SHADES OF GREEN AND POETRY

Last night the moon was full and it was Hunter’s Moon. This morning the air feels cold and fresh. It brings the essence of marzipan. Alt text says this week’s photo is a person holding yarn, and when I change it to square it becomes a person with blue hair and glasses. It is bothContinue reading “SHADES OF GREEN AND POETRY”

A SWISH, A GALLOP AND TWO LOOSE SCREWS

This morning I cannot detect a specific scent in the air, and alt text is not offering me any suggestions for the photograph associated with this blog! This seems to reflect the fact I was late getting up after a weekend away at a yarn show, and my gears are not yet fully oiled andContinue reading “A SWISH, A GALLOP AND TWO LOOSE SCREWS”

PUT THE BACK OF YOUR HAND ON YOUR FOREHEAD AND WIGGLE YOUR FINGERS

This morning the air is cold and wide. I believe I can smell the woody sap from the myrtle branch that was snapped by the recent heavy snow fall. The snow saw us choosing to hibernate indoors with only a brief attempt at a snowman. That young person who used to love playing in theContinue reading “PUT THE BACK OF YOUR HAND ON YOUR FOREHEAD AND WIGGLE YOUR FINGERS”