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Study in Blue

 Singing as the Darkness Lifts, Episode 30
Study in Blue
 

 Today my brain tells me the air carries the smell of acorns. I do not think I actually know what acorns smell like so this makes me temporarily confused. I settle for the fact that it smells green in some way on this rainy morning where the clocks have recently changed.

ALT TEXT tells me it thinks this week’s photo is, ‘a close up of a ring on the ground’. But really it is the most recent of my #ElasticBandPhotos and I call it ‘Study in Blue’ (A discarded elastic band on the ground is twisted in rounds and there are blue stones in the pavement.)

 

The photo was taken during my recent trip to Herne Bay. I wanted to be able to share elevenses with my mum on her birthday and share family time. There was time to do some good catching up while I was there and lovely walks by the sea too. It always amazes me how much can be packed into a couple of days. There was laughter with the nieces and nephews, a sisters plan to watch the sunrise on Snowdon, a shadow photo, ice-cream, tea with good friends.

 

I have a satnav, but I still asked Kath to write the roads down for me because it felt like a long time since I went down. I remember times in my past on different journeys where I have missed exits, but it is not something that has happened to me recently. The most vivid memory was when I nearly drove the wrong way through traffic lights and then found myself on the edge of London instead of on the correct road to Guildford! When I rang my dad he could tell me exactly where I was and what I would see when I kept driving. He then came to meet me so I could follow him the rest of the way. This seemed like a magical ability of his to me. Both he and Kath can talk in roads whereas I find this quite difficult. My brain has to do a lot of talking to itself to when I see M1 north and M1 south as choices because I need to remember which way I am going! I am pleased to report, I do know the way and can trust the satnav. Very grateful to have a kind and patient wife too though!

 

I have a year to get my legs Snowdon ready which will be really good motivation for my walking. I will treat myself to a new pair of walking socks nearer the time, and will enjoy wearing out my old ones for the time being.

 

As I write this it is April Fools Day and it feels like the right time to confess that I was fooled for one of my elastic band photos. Reader, a hairband crept into the book ‘Vortex Over Wave’! I have two pairs of glasses now, but when I took the photo on The Great Orme some months ago my eyes were tricked. It took me until recently when I was flicking through the book again to see it, and I thought I should acknowledge it.

 

I enjoyed recording ‘Unwanted Rabbits’ as my new poem for the month on my YouTube Channel and I loved making sure that it sounds like it sounds in my head when I get it ready for sharing. I wasn’t a ‘one take Sue’ for this one and had to make sure I had a pint of water on hand to get hydrated before I could set it down! I do have one more rabbit poem that is looking for a home so I do hope to be able to share that in the not too distant future when it has found its place in the world.

 


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