Our Day In Five Senses
- The whir of an electric fan
- The thud of a 95 year old door
- The quiet rumble of stroller wheels
- A chorus of tree swallows
- The distant putter of a lawn mower
Sight
- Golden sunlight filtered through tree tops
- An elusive Six-Spotted Tiger Beetle...I didn't think anything in nature could be this color (green metallic), but I guess when your name is Cicindela sexguttata, you deserve to be flashy!
- A hopscotch chalking on a bumpy sidewalk
- My bare-bellied boy sitting in the grass
- Peonies so voluptuous, they could not keep their heads up
- A caterpillar on a dandelion stem
Smell
- Billowy, red poppies in full bloom that just last week, were nothing more than tight, stubbly fists
- Fresh cut grass
Touch
- Bare feet on old oak floors
- Soft skin pressed against mine
- Crisp cotton sheets
Taste
- A cold bottle of water dripping with rivulets of condensation
- A leftover banana mini cake from Satchel's birthday, that I nibbled while he napped
Labels: critters, ds, pram tales
1 Comments:
i always feel so filled up when i read your journal pages. you are doing such a great job, w. satchel is an amazing reflection of your love for him. xoxoxo
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