like a scent from years gone
Gill McGrath© April 29 (April 28 afternoon)
yellow fields. talcking the air….
The scent of this old fashioned rose
has been drifting through the garden and the house for days..
the warmth of tender skin
the back of the neck of a new born baby
all bathed and wrapped and sleeping
in soft, old white, new laundered cotton
stirred up with tones of purple lilac blossoms drifting through an open window
by lazy sunset fields
shifting glimpses of new baked bread and coffee wafting through the air……
Until last night.
….Now spirited away by thunder storms and lightning….
All night through….
Requiem to a Rose.
I am simply trying to describe a smell. But rather glad I took the photo yesterday.