The hospice is located just right of those houses
I have always loved that first blast of hot, dry air you get when exiting an aircraft in a Mediterranean airport.
That faint blast of hot tarmac, sunshine and aircraft fumes
Mixed together with waft of bougainvillaea, beaches and distant sewerage.
Conversely I also love leaving work and feeling the cool evening Welsh air on my face as I stand for a moment in the hospice car park
Air, cooled by the Irish Sea blowing over and down the Orme
The grand peninsula overlooking Llandudno
An island of limestone dotted with the goats made famous from lockdown.
Whereas the Spanish and Greek blast almost takes your breath away.
The Welsh breeze rejuvenates and cools.
Tonight, I needed a bit more Welsh breeze.
I needed to blow the day away.
I took the girls down the lane when I got home
And in the dark, with common pipistrelle bats flashing under the fairly lights at Trendy Carol’s, we stand at Graham the shepherd’s field gate with our heads to the sky feeling the faint cooling, sea smelling wind from the South hills.
It felt good
And presumably very moonlight. The full moon is tomorrow/Saturday. It is very bright here tonight.
ReplyDeleteIt’s hazy but glowing hard , I’m looking at it now , high in the sky
DeleteWhat a lovely description of the areas around your home and job. How marvelous that you live there, own your cottage, and take time to appreciate your surroundings. A good lesson for all of us.
ReplyDeleteSweet dreams!
Hugs!
Thanks babs
DeleteEmbarrassed to admit it,but I have never had the chance to go to see (or smell)the sea. You are a very descriptive writer, I wonder if you would be kind enough to tell me what sea air smells like. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteHere it smells fresh, of salt and extra oxygen---with a hint of fish and dead seaweed on summer mornings. In the winter it smells like ice and salt and cuts like a knife. John's sea air is maybe different, 3000? miles away.
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Thank you Lizzy. Those were very good descriptions of what the sea smells like where you live, I can definitely imagine the fresh scent of salt and extra oxygen, and with your winter description I can not only imagine the scent of it, but know just how it feels.
DeleteI live in Missouri, I can smell snow when it is on its way, something in the air changes. My husband can't detect it, but I have always been
able to.
The air seems “ more alive” that’s the only way I can describe it
DeleteSlightly salty perhaps
Wet sand
Susie, I'm glad you enjoyed my description! John's is good too, ''more alive''--which I think is from the extra oxygen, negative ions [cast up by wave action] and perhaps ozone. I grew up in Illinois and can smell rain and snow too, lovely!
DeleteI love that first really warm evening of a new spring. The dog and I will stand outdoors and feel that promise on our faces.
ReplyDeleteWe did that last night
DeleteBeautiful description! It's been super windy here all day - Midwest US, anything not battened down is gone. Ground is drying but still soft as we've had lots of rain past few days. Lawn/weeds beginning to green plus spring bulbs are emerging, albeit slowly. Dee
ReplyDeleteThank you dee
DeleteI don't know about the Mediterranean, but I can tell you how wonderful it feels leaving the cold, dry air of a Canadian winter and walking off the plane in Maui into that moist and humid warmth. My skin starts to rehydrate immediately and says "aaaah, let's never go home again!"
ReplyDeleteYou are lucky to be so close to the sea John-I haven't been since October-but most days I sit on a rock wearing wellies feet in the stream with my dogs x
ReplyDeleteNice piece of writing John. Nice thoughts. I know what you mean about the moment you step from an aircraft in a warm country. It's like a big hug.
ReplyDeleteThank u yp
DeleteI love a gentle sea breeze, but also a big stormy gale is envigorating too.
ReplyDeleteYes the taste of rain in your mouth
DeleteNicely described...
ReplyDeleteI think the best airport for that invigorating experience is Marrakech. Those first few steps down from the 'plane are just wonderful.
ReplyDeleteI’ve heard that about leaving Venice’s station
DeleteGetting on a plane during an English winter and stepping off into Barbados heat. Aaah! Nothing like it.
ReplyDeleteArhhh one day soon x
DeleteA beautiful piece of writing, John. Sea breezes do have a way of refreshing the soul, don't they? xx
ReplyDeleteYou can almost taste the salt sometimes
DeleteLoved your descriptive writing. I can feel the excitement of the first paragraph, but even more, the need for the refreshing feel of the cool evening after work.
ReplyDeleteThank u x
DeleteAt home we know where to find quiet, coolness and favorite views and they are always there just waiting for us. Tropical holiday locations have their own special beauty too.
ReplyDeleteIt S important to see and feel what’s around us. We often forget that simple pleasure
DeleteWhat beautiful prose to go with the picture! Have you written a book of poems? If so, I would love to get my hands on it.
ReplyDeleteLol me? Poems?
DeleteAnd it reads good too John.
ReplyDeleteThank you dear pat
DeleteI will never forget the warm aroma of Cairo when I got off the plan at night. The desert, the kebab stalls, the traffic and even the people all blended together in one scent.
ReplyDeleteYes, I like that description
DeleteBeautifully written, smells are strong memory triggers for me, feels like I am right back there.
ReplyDeleteYes….I miss those warm Mediterranean smells
DeleteGood writing, John! That's a beautiful location!
ReplyDeleteI think it’s easy to forget how beautiful west shore is
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