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Apple of the Eye

by Susan Cowger 2 Comments

A bit like the smell of motor oil, I relish the smell of printer’s ink.
My husband actually likes a light smell of skunk. It recalls his uncle’s ranch as as child, walking up the creek fishing and the barn cat that could not wait for the hook to come out before grabbing the fish.
Ever wonder what odd thing makes your reflection shimmer in God’s mind?
 Reflecting the heart
Backward upside down buffoon
Apple of the eye
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April 7, 2010 , apple Blog

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  1. Craig and Bethany says

    April 7, 2010 at 11:28 pm

    And smells directly access the memory center of the brain. They completely bypass the thinking centers, go right to the images of the past. Seems I should be bottling up the smells of my best moments instead of taking pictures of them.

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  2. Tattoo Girl says

    April 7, 2010 at 4:08 am

    Moon Poem 6

    Last Quarter

    Trees tuck nests in leaves
    Holding them close like secrets.
    A guardianship.

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