borrowed from my friend shari, who had the brilliant idea of documenting a week in this particular way:
seen: bits of yellow in my hood, a mountain of clean laundry to fold, leaves scattered like starfish on the sidewalk
heard: the playing of records, the howling of wind, too many beard jokes
smelled: movie theatre popcorn, orange slices in my water, the insides of library books
tasted: avocado on toast, honey crisp apples, leftover halloween candy
felt: the weight of the yashica-d in my hands, the sinking of my body into the beautiful abyss that is The Big Green Couch
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seen: an amazing sunset from my window at the end of a tough day, the autumn leaves rolling by with the wind beating down in the park
ReplyDeleteheard: myself laughing as I hadn't in a long time, loud music as I danced
smelled: my boyfriens's perfume in his pillow, hot ginger tea
tasted: sloes freshly picked to use for a homemade sloe gin, hot chocolate with lots of marshmallows
felt: the softness of my duvet as I sink after a days work, the cold in my feet in a walk in the woods, on the 1st day of frost
yes, yes and yes. thank you so much for sharing, friend.
Deleteseen: carnival lights, true & true heartfelt embraces, a lover's wink through the crowd
ReplyDeleteheard: rhythmic snoring, hot coffee filling carafe, instructional tutorial on home styling
smelled: puppy breath, Kerrytown aroma of the farmer's market, red wine sweetness
tasted: peanut butter on crumpet, ice cold beer at the carnival, mint ice cream cake
felt: a tiny hand reach out in the middle of the night to hold mind, a puppy's mane buried in mine, deep sadness and fear from a rejected gesture xO
oh my goodness, yes. thank you, charlene. thank you! xo
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