L’enfance a ses odeurs

L’enfance a ses odeurs // Childhood has its smells

Today’s prompt is childhood, enfance.

The original quote is by Jean Cocteau and he quite likely meant something horrible, but since the quote stops where it does, I prefer to interpret it my way.

The cat also prefers to concentrate on all things nice. Here he is, smelling cornflowers, bleuets, in the field of his childhood. Let him be, he looks happy.

Aimez-vous les fleurs bleues autant que moi?

Aimez-vous les fleurs bleues autant que moi? // Do you like blue flowers as much as i do?

Today, Kirill bought me yet another Koi penbrush. It is summer-sky-bue. So I decided to make a picture with something blue in it.

So here is the cat admiring his new hydrangea plant. This one must have been growing in acidic soil to be as blue as this.

"Autant" is a  new word for me. It means "(as) much" and looks suspiciously similar to Spanish "tanto". People native in Romance languages are so lucky.

By the way, I used to be quite annoyed by the lack of distinction between "голубой" and "синий" in English. Using "ultramarine" for "синий" seems very artificial - it is too long a word for something so simple, while "azure" is too poetic for something as basic as "голубой". And another btw - I don't get what something as sombre as "indigo" is doing in the rainbow at all. It might well be imprinting, but Russian rainbow seems more logical to me.