Momentary Blindness (Giardino degli Aranci)
The cold bench underneath my bottom gave me a
prime spot to sit down and reflect on this environment. I scraped my hands on
the bench to feel the indentations and smooth corners. The peter patter of rain
drops on the ground gave me the mind space to go on this adventure of momentary
blindness. They also watered me down like a flower when they landed on my head.
I could hear people asking each other in English
if they should take another photo of the view. There seems to be a guy on my
right side that is shouting stuff in Italian. He goes on for a minute and stays
off for a minute to give himself a break. I constantly hear people walking
through the gravel which is the most distinct sound of them all because at any
moment I can hear the gravel being shuffled around.
In the distance, I kept hearing the cawing of
birds. It seems to me that the birds were arguing with one another because they
kept going on and on. The cawing became louder and louder as the argument
progressed. It could also have been that the birds were flying closer and
further away so the volume fluctuated. I
prefer the latter theory…
As for smells, I could not smell much due to my clogged-up
nose. When I did take a quick breath of air, it felt fresh. I could smell the after-rain
smell that come from the dirt and grime of the environment being cleansed with
water. It is a woody smell. I did end up hearing my sniffles throughout the
period which was no doubt my favorite sound.
Giardino
degli Aranci, 5/27/19
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