The Sense of Smell

animals smelling flowers

When the sense of smell is lost you can almost get depressed. Anosmia is the clinical term, something I knew nothing about. Sadly, now I do. Four months after my husband and I tested positive for COVID-19 I still can’t smell a thing.

Sometimes for a split second, I think I can smell my perfume or my husband’s aftershave. When I get our beds ready for the night and spray my favorite room spray, which is supposed to help us to relax and sleep well, I seem to catch a short sensation of Eucalyptus and Spearmint but it instantly fades away. My brain playing tricks on me?

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Click Like – Don’t read!


The other day, when a blogger posted a picture of her toes, I knew it was time to rethink this blogging thing -again. At a time, when we are stuck at home and I should be wanting to read blogs, I found myself scrolling through my reader, clicking LIKE just because it’s the right thing to do. Three or four bloggers still get comments from me. Only one or two I actually still read. The rest?

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Unfry An Egg

Of course, you can’t unfry an egg, but there is no law against thinking about it.

If I had my life to live over, I would try to make more mistakes.
I would relax. I know of very few things that I would take seriously.
I would go more places. I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers.
I would eat more ice cream and less bran.

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If the World Was Crazy

Where the Sidewalk Ends | Read Aloud - YouTube

If the world was crazy, you know what I’d eat?
A big slice of soup and a whole quart of meat
A lemonade sandwich, and then I might try
Some roasted ice cream or a bicycle pie
A nice notebook salad, an underwear roast
An omelet of hats and some crisp cardboard toast
A thick malted milk made from pencils and daisies
And that’s what I’d eat if the world was crazy

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