An observation of 3 of each:
I hear: the whippoorwills outside, Nonny & Poppy’s old mantle clock ticking, the creaks & moans of the house.
I feel: the smooth hospital blanket under my toosh, soft carpet underfoot, the lovely Rose Garden pendant Linda gave me resting on my heart.
I smell: lily of the valley, pistachio nuts and peaches.
I taste: peaches, cinnamon and honey.
I see: tons of Norwegian literature, family pictures and a very old stamp collection.
Now it’s your turn . . . .
P.S. My spelling sucks tonight. I just know it does.
5/11/10
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I hear the cows mooing in the field
I feel the keyboard under my fingers and the weight of the book I am off to read on my lap
I smell the coffee in the percolator just waiting for me to pour
I taste the rich and tangy flavor of the pomegranate and cranberry juice I drank earlier
I see a collection of postcards from my friends, the cats tail it swishes back and forth under my desk, and the light as it casts a rainbow of color on my bedroom floor.
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It’s a simple exercise and yet so beautiful. Like still shots of moments from the hourglass of time. Poignant.
Thank for playing along !
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