Thursday, March 21, 2013

Though familiarity may not breed contempt, it takes off the edge of admiration.



Hmmmmm. Bellerive Bluff, Bellerive. March 2013.

Theme Thursday already and there is a nasty little FRAGRANCE about. A stench. A stink. An odour of disrepute. No putrefaction, but something ominous. A bouquet of disagreeableness. A whiff of repugnance and an aura of unpleasantness.

And I'm not talking about the fish.

9 comments:

Mrsupole said...

Hi Kris,

Are you talking about the odor left from the fires. It does take a long time for it to go away. Although I think the bird is really liking the fragrance from the fish.

I hope it is cooling down there since you are going into Autumn and the fragrance would be different then it is for us who are entering into Springtime.

I do hope the stench goes away soon for all of you down there.

Happy TT! May you have a weekend filled with the fragrance of your wife and the boys. You have to admit that they probably have the best fragrance around.

God bless.

gsb said...

maybe a pool of dead fish..it's interesting how a picture only shows a view..the sounds,,,the smell..the sand fleas...the gnats are left behind.

Kris McCracken said...

Mrsupole, the stick is more to do with the behaviour of certain people.

GSB, yummy dead fish!

Roddy said...

At first I thought it was Moira the Mull Gull, but on reflection it is just another Seagull.

joanne said...

the photo is awesome in its juxtaposition of the roiling waters and the perfectly still gull.....and about those stinky people.....

Jackie/Jake said...

What a great post for fragrance!

Jackie/Jake said...

What a great post for fragrance!

Kris McCracken said...

Cheers all!

Kris McCracken said...

Cheers all!