[ChickenLil] Hello to all - It's April 1 and I came to see what the Ecotone Wiki is about.
I "met" Cassandra recently, because I found her weblog to
be resonant with my own, and we even started our blogs the same week
a year ago, just before the start of the war. I think my blogging has
helped to keep me sane through this past difficult, challenging year,
in which - among world events and personal changes - my husband and I
finally sold our home and land in New Mexico, which we had spent twenty
years caring for...despite the powerful oppositional forces in a transitional
neighborhood. Our family grew up and was gone. It took a long time to get
out of there, and at times was a wrenching experience. I feel freed by the
release, and do not wish to be back, but the memories persist and I try to
keep my focus on the beauty, love and healing that were present in that place.
[Post on SmellandPlace
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[Feathers of Hope (Numenius)] On earthworm perfume, or bottling scents of place...
[Feathers of Hope (Pica)] The scent of warm pine needles prompts thoughts of naps.
[C. Little, no less]
Pink Roses
...I picked a little sprig of pink roses, and they filled the car with a pink aroma --something like Evening in Glendale, Southern-style. Revival, anyone?
[Beginner's Mind] All around us, but particularly out back in the woods there has been a strong smell of wet spring. It's a mixture of the odor of fresh mud, with a strong earthy, humus smell from the damp covering of previous years' leaves. Usually there is the sweet scent of pine, especially in the summer.