natural shelter (kikôbun)

Early in the morning, raindrops on fresh cut grass tickled her feet. She stopped a moment to listen to her friends chirp ‘bon matin’. Spade in one hand, box of marigolds in the other, she reached her vegetable garden. Kneeling at the edge, she set the spade aside. No need for metal when the earth was still loose and wet. Digging bare hands in the rich soil, the feel on her fingers made her feel alive; the earthy scents of soil, clay and last night’s drizzle awakened her sense of being.  She planted the marigolds outlining the entire garden and got a whiff of the pungent, musky scent, pleasing to humans yet, repugnant to insects.


morning drizzle
oozes pleasant scents

alluring scents,
insects run away

© Tournesol ’15

CP Time Machine, ‘perfume’

9 thoughts on “natural shelter (kikôbun)”

  1. Mmmm…. call me weird but I love the smell of marigolds. More for happy memories than for the actual marigold scent perhaps. Lovely sensory details here 🙂


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