Your flowers are gorgeous indeed! And your adjectives in the poem do enhance the scene, including the things we can't see. But I am afraid I am rather ignorant about classical music – at first I thought boccherini was another dish being prepared! Or perhaps in the process of being dished up, with accompanying crockery and cutlery noises. LOL. Once I played the piece, I could hear the aptness of your adjectives.
I like how you've recreated cozy scents of home, buoyant sounds and food for the soul.
ReplyDeleteYour flowers are gorgeous indeed! And your adjectives in the poem do enhance the scene, including the things we can't see. But I am afraid I am rather ignorant about classical music – at first I thought boccherini was another dish being prepared! Or perhaps in the process of being dished up, with accompanying crockery and cutlery noises. LOL. Once I played the piece, I could hear the aptness of your adjectives.
ReplyDeleteYou have created quite an atmosphere here in picture and words
ReplyDeleteI learned something new here. Amazing description.
ReplyDeleteI may have to jet cross the planet, down under, sneak into your charming flat, bring me home some vintage china plates!
ReplyDeleteWonderfully melodic and inspiring piece Rall — and paprika chicken… sounds absolutely delicious my friend. Hope all is well! 🙂✌🏼🫶🏼
ReplyDeleteI always douse my chicken with paprika, but a Matisse patterned kitchen intrigues me.
ReplyDeletedelicious smell stimulate the taste buds. A good piece.
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