Mornings of a Scarf, a Smell and Beauty

Well currently I am missing the morning dawns of a winter morning – filled with a coffee to go or warm hot chocolate, a peaceful walk to uni with music dancing through my mind – These are the moments I can think, the moments I seem to find it all.

A year ago that was an escape from reality… An escape in which created something more than just a routine and the morning train adventures. It helped eliminate the endless thoughts in my mind and allowed me to ponder the morning and all that it contained…

One thing that has always amazed me is the potentiality of a scarf. As I like to say Scarves seem to be full of secrecy and full of so much more… I mean if there was a swap a scarf day it would be full of endless smiles, joy and illumination of fun and freedom!

Smell – the sensation in which drives emotion to run wild or initiate action. This amazing sensation seems to be so captured within the morning freshness and sunshiny days. The smell of the sun lighting the richness of the land – what more could you want?

One amazing thing this morning was being woken by the perfect reflection/magnification of the suns glare right through my window, through the small space beneath my curtain, which then perfectly glared into my glass of water reflecting into my eye sight – in which woke me. All I can say is what a beautiful way to rise. Beauty can be hidden – but also found at the most unexpected times!

“Analogies seem to be ones way of creating context through reality and making it something it isn't – but maybe what it should be.” – Chris Furlong