Saturday, 10 March 2012

smells

The smell of clean line-dried washing.

The smell of fresh sunny Spring air.

The smell of a fired, cooling bisque kiln.

11 comments:

Zhoen said...

Snap of laundry in the wind.
Whirr of rushing spring.
Pings of cooling clay.

smartcat said...

(o)

Elaine said...

I wonder what it is about line-dried washing. The smell is difficult to define, but it would certainly head my list. I never tire of it. I am intrigued about the smell of a fired, cooling bisque kiln.

farmlady said...

The smell of wood fires in the valley.
The smell of bread baking in the oven.
The smell of a hillside of narcissus in the spring.
I could get use to this...
That's what comes of living in the moment. It's a good place to be.

The Barefoot Crofter said...

Laundry dried on a line has an indescribable fragrance - spring too - I can imagine the likn, but would add the smell of peat smoke.
Who needs a camera?
xx

Betty said...

The smell of fresh sheets on my bed, the smell of roast dinner on Sunday, the sound of birdsong in the woods, the feel of a blanket in front of the telly... I think what we are all feeling is comfort, familiarity, the things that make us personally feel secure.

Tony Giles said...

As Jacquie said, the smell of peat fires, sea air (which always makes me want fish and chips) and freshly brewed coffee.

Michèle Hastings said...

i along with the fresh smell of clean laundry and oak burning in the wood stove, I LOVE the smell of the kiln when it goes into reduction.
that's sort of weird, isn't it?

gz said...

Meesh, The smell, sound and feel of the kiln coming alive!

Cro Magnon said...

Come off it, you lot. What about freshly mown grass and bonfire smoke?

gz said...

You mean you're mowing the lawn already, Cro?!