6 October: Old Wool and Bumblebees

AI art: an elderly woman leaning over a sewing machine, red fabric, spools of thread, dark background walls with pictures.
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Old Wool and Bumblebees

There’s smoke in the air,
or maybe it’s my old Fair Isle
tweedy wool sweater.

Every odour and insect descends
on old wool. It always smells of something.

But this is smoke.

Just heard on the radio —
the last storm carried a veil of smoke
from North America’s wildfires,

hitched itself on a wave of darkness,
like lichen on a rock.

That song playing on the radio —
can’t recall its name, but it always reminds me
of Mum sitting at her sewing machine,

her thigh pressing against the knee pedal,
that steady clomp-clomp noise

as the needle bites into folds of fabric.
Annoying that I can’t recall that song’s name –
something about a bumblebee, I think.

Yeah, there’s definitely smoke in the air.


The name of that song is “Flight of the Bumblebee” (Russian: Полёт шмеля), an orchestral interlude written by Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov (1844–1908) for his opera The Tale of Tsar Saltan. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text or captioned. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023.

13 responses to “6 October: Old Wool and Bumblebees”

  1. Have you noticed that smoking is so uncommon these days that it is really conspicuous. I was on the bus just yesterday, someone got on… and you could smell it all over them.

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    1. I absolutely have noticed, and as an x-smoker of many years, I’m still surprised when I smell cigarette smoke. And I detest these vape thingies.

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      1. I never tried a vape. All these different flavours seem a little like alcopops – you can get totally rat-arsed without realising it.

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        1. I detest walking through a cloud of that vape stuff.

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      2. And I used to smoke too, but gave up for good in my early twenties. I allowed myself 1 carton of 200 cigarettes per week, and gave up when the price of that went beyond £20. I suspect I’d faint if I saw the prices now!

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        1. I remember those days. £2 for 20. I remember when I had my appendix removed that everyone on the ward was smoking. Doctors, too. Odd times.

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          1. It’s a funny one. Now, I think you have to have a decent disposable income to be a smoker. In fact I don’t think I know amybody who smokes.

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            1. I know one person who still smokes. She’s 82, and she started smoking when she was 15. She’s sprite and bright, and quite hilarious. I’ve often thought, should I ever grow up, that I want to be her. 😂

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              1. A couple of my Age UK clients used to smoke, too. They took the view that it was their only treat, so why o earth should they give it up? They were both around 80, and at that age, why not?

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  2. Oh… how do I remember my grandma and her Singer. The one with the ornaments and the foot pedal. Memories of the magical up and down of the needle, remeding socks and trousers. The smell of gardegnia from the garden and rose from the sweets she treated me.
    If only she could patch her life the way she did with clothes… some wounds never heal and are never seen … even by the bearer.

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    1. I learned to sew on an old Singer treadle machine. Complete lack of any control 😂😂 I made a lot of potholders.

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  3. Delightful observations here.

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    1. Thank you so much! ☺️

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