Today sees Sara’s first outing as host for the Sunday Writing Prompt.
And it’s a goodie! Read more here
They say, smell triggers memories better than any other sense. But, sometimes you’ll hear a song that brings you back to your teenage years, or see a park that reminds you of your childhood.
THIS WEEK’S CHALLENGE: Choose either sight, sound, or smell, and write a memory it triggers in you.
Image from pixabay.com
(I have no idea why my copy of the image came out like this!!)
Maggie’s nose didn’t miss an inch when she was lifting a rabbit, ptarmigan or pheasant. Most times we didn’t know it was even there, but she did, and as soon as she flushed it out, she was happy, sitting back as if to say ‘I told you so!’ or ‘I did that!’ God, we miss her.
My sense of smell is keen, and I could sniff out sausage rolls from 200 yards when Mum had been baking.
But I guess sound is closest to my heart.
I have a good ear for music, can’t read the notes very well, but let me listen to something a few times, and I can usually pick out the melody, then make up the rest.
I have certain pieces that remind me of certain people, and happy memories along the way.
Danny Boy will always bring to mind my maternal grandfather. It was 1970 and my cousin’s wedding. I was bored and asked if I could play the piano in the hotel lobby. Unbeknown to me the bartender put the microphones on and my music was going right the way through the hotel. When I stopped, the reception party was in the same room as me and Gramps was stood at the front of the dance floor nudging people as they went by saying
‘That’s my grand daughter.’
It was the first he knew I could play. I was 14.
Everything I own is for my paternal grandfather for the line ‘Just to have you back again’.
Mum, Dad and I lived with him for almost a year, and on Wednesday evenings, he, Dad and I would go up to the working men’s club and I would lead a sing song for the old timers. He died in 1974 and Dad and I were probably the last two people he remembered before passing away.
Wind Beneath my Wings is for my Mum. Every time I play it, she is there with me. Surprisingly it was not one of the songs she chose for her funeral service. She opted for Unchained Melody and You’ll Never Walk Alone, songs I can play, and amongst others, Mum would either sing or hum along.
Music has always played an important part in my life, and the most recent song to move me is Disturbed’s Sound of Silence.
And yes, I can play that too, but not as well as this.
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My mother has said she wants Danny Boy played at her funeral…
I hope that is many years away Val, but if I was close, I’d play it for her.
You’ve a wonderful talent of making melodies.
thanks
You’re welcome
What a gift to be able to play an instrument. I can understand why music connects you to so many memories. Thank you for sharing. Great post.
Thanks. I think I inherited my natural gift from my Dad. We used to play duets together when I was a kid, and he always encouraged me.
Being able to play the piano is awesome Di! I can play a little but I’m out of practice now and cant remember a lot of the songs I used to play. xoxo
I don’t play as often or for as long as I did as my hands hurt after a while.
Great response Di. I remember my dad had songs he favoured.
I associate a lot of what I play to individuals. Thanks for commenting Michael.
A beautiful post I really enjoyed it 💜💜💜
Thanks Willow. Hope you’re having a good day.
Not bad Di, it actually quite nice now 💜
Same here. At least the wind has dropped a little.
Personally, I loved how the image came out in your post. It makes the colors really POP. The normal version is pretty, but yours is beautiful. What lovely memories you have around music! I’m sure your grandfather was very proud of you, and so was your mother! Miss Maggie’s nose is greatly missed, even by those of us who never got to meet her. I watch Ziggy sometimes and see his little nose just twitching away, and I wonder what scent he’s caught that I don’t have a prayer of smelling!
|I| don’t know why it came out as it did. I copied the image as I did normally and this was the result.
Dogs sense of smell is amazing. If Maggie had had pups, they would have been ideal sniffer dogs because she had the best genes of the springer spaniel and collie. Bless her.
Wow, what a fabulous snapshot to your life! The story of Danny Boy is fantastic. I’m sure if you knew it was being broadcasted, you might have been slightly shy about playing…blessing in disguise. Disturbed’s Sound of Silence is haunting. I first discovered it about a year ago. And, not sure if it’s the same song, but You’ll Never Walk Alone is Liverpool FBC’s song, which is my hubby’s fav team, so I have become VERY familiar with it lol
I had no idea about the microphones being switched on, but once I get engrossed in my music, everything else is tuned out.
Yes, You’ll Never Walk alone is associated with Liverpool Football club.
Glad you liked the post
Also, thought the contrast in your pic came out very cool!
I honestly don’t know why it did that!