The sound of a choir of young girls singing old hymns.
The smell of jasmine on a summer evening.
The sound of a spring bubbling behind my bedroom window.
Walking along the shoreline in the Marina beach in the 1960s (nowadays it's awful).
Sounds of children playing in the distance on a summer evening.
Walking on cold evenings when I am warmly covered.
Watching the rain from a sheltered spot.
The feel of approaching winter.
Smell of old books in old libraries.
Wednesday, 24 March 2010
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The enchanting scent of rain in the air, that of moist mud, the freshness when the sun comes out after a shower, the ambience of home, the thought of College.. just some more that come to my mind at once.
Yes! rain on dry earth is enchanting. Your list looks good.
a spring bubbling behind your bedroom window....
envious, ain't I??
here is my list:
an amaltas tree in full bloom,
sprigs of dainty bougainvilleas,
a swing under a sturdy neem,
chubby sparrows on a windowsill.
:-) :-)
@bythewindowsill: Specially the sparrows-nowadays, you don't see them much. 'By the window sill' also evokes a bay window with a cosy cushioned seat, watching the rain outside.
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