smells as they brighten

Beyond the Pear Tree has this wonderful post of favourite smells. which inspired me to think of some, too. the order is inconsequential. masala incense meat frying freshly baked rye bread raw earth in autumn smoke of a campfire warm leather wind when thaw is about to set in coffee garlic sausage diesel fuel fresh […]

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still on the crab spree

the crab spree sorta goes on, but probably the oars of my little metaphoric boat are coming out of the water – or the crabs. consider this: a crocodile is longer than it is green. actually, come to think of it, i have never seen a green croc. they are sort of brownish-grey. but i […]

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a totally depressed post dealing with catching metaphoric crabs which cannot be drowned because of a headache

today, probably, i caught a crab. in the rowing sense. metaphorically speaking. the crab is quite big and, well, crabby. more of a crocodile, really. big, huge crabby croc. right under my metaphoric fragile boat. oh, cosmic forces of your choice, what a feeling. what a nauseatingly lonely, desperately sinking, overwhelmingly sad feeling this is. […]

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