Daily Prompt: Feed Your Senses
Write down the first sight, sound, smell and sensation you experienced on waking up today. Pick the one you’re most drawn to, and write. (For a bigger challenge, pick the one you’re least drawn to.)
I used to be a smoker a long time ago. Then I quit. The song, Smoke Gets in Your Eyes, with its romantic lyrics, no longer entices me. And smoky rooms make my eyes water among other negative reactions.
This morning I woke up thinking I was a smoker again. Or maybe I was dreaming of sleeping in a smokehouse, where they cure meats. This is the smell I am LEAST drawn to now! Why would I wake up with the smell of smoke permeating every pore, to say nothing of the sheets and drapes.
“Is it in my hair?” I thought. “Why do I have this smoke induced headache in my own smoke-free home? Is this some sort of joke? Is there a diabolical plot my husband has concocted to make me think I am crazy? No. Maybe this is just the remnants of a nightmare.”
With a slow incredulous crawl from bed, I realized this was no dream. There it was again – the scent of wood smoke permeating the room. Memory was slowly returning and I recalled yesterday the lady cattle farmer across the way was burning brush in three separate fires. At first I thought it was a forest fire and might have called the Fire Department, but my husband informed me these were “controlled fires.”
Oh, I am all for the health and prosperity of the American farmer. I was delighted to see her purchase the property across the way. “Now, all we will ever see from our kitchen window are the mountains and the peaceful, bucolic view of cows a-grazing.” This part is true. I just did not know I would have to wake up to billowing smoke in my bedroom!
Granted, this post may be a slight exaggeration, but story tellers do that sometimes.
My eyes are still watering however.
And in addition to visions of my lungs blackening, and having to move to the city, I woke up hungry! I thought, “Yummmm. Barbecue!”
And who needs to wake up starving in a smokehouse anyway?
Dorothy – this has to be the funniest blog yet! Your are wonderful.
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First Sight…my tired face in the mirror – First Sound – 2 dogs barking to wake me up – The first Sensation – Sore back and sore leg.
Not sure if all of above are worse than the lady cattle farmer fires tho….smell of smoke and teary eyes – not good….
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That was quite a dilemma you had there! Our neighbor burns trash, and yes, we live in the city. It’s rough sometimes! Happy Saturday, Dor!
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Julie, you are an inspiration! Thanks for this. And thanks again. 🙂
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It’s the creaking and groaning of old age you know. In just a few weeks you will once again be older than I am old friend. 🙂
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Uh Oh! I was thinking moving to the city would offer some escape! 🙂 Thanks a lot Patti! 🙂
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Ugh, don’t like smoke of ANY kind. I’ve always thought it was inconsiderate to burn anything outside where it will affect your neighbors…
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Sad, but true.
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I agree. I so agree….
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Wonderful story!
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Thaks Eunice and FYI – The butterfly cards came today! They are beautiful! All on substantial glossy paper and a lovely reproduction of the gorgeous butterfly. I will give the little set to my friend who loves butterflies and who just lost her husband.
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I hope she loves them as they made you think of her at this time of sadness I am glad to hear they were good thanks for letting me know and again thanks so much! I you ever see something you just have to have write down title as I make my own price on top of what they get. 🙂 I can also have SALES lol
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Thanks again Eunice. I know she will love them. Dor
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🙂
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Ewww, waking up to the smell of smoke would be awful :(. I am very sensitive to smoke because of my allergies. In fact, when I was younger and went to the bars on the weekend, I couldn’t figure out how it felt like I had a hangover the next day when I only had a couple of drinks. Once they banned smoking in public places, I realized that it was the cigarette smoke that had made me feel so bad. I’m so glad that you quit :).
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Well good thing you are not staying with us Cindy! The brush fires are now tamped down by a few rain storms we had over the past few days, and I suppose farmers take the weekends off too, so I can open windows. But who knows what they will do tomorrow. I hope they are done with all the burning.
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You should smell it here when they burn off the tumbleweeds!! Yuck.
I have a thing about control burns, too. I’ve seen to many to get out of control–enought to be scared of uncontained fire.
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You have touched the alarmist in me!
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I wondered what “smoke alarm” meant. Now I know. 🙂
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