scent

pyjamas from the line, rain rinsed. complimented. not mine really.

left by his estate, three quarters of an acre, where the washing dries.

on a good day or tumbled in bad weather. often it is milder here when

it rains. you can smell that too. most things have a scent, not always

nice. though.

particularly like early grey and burned toast, although there are now

warnings on the latter. with butter.

ashes of roses.

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