I feel down a bit of a rabbit hole last night, but Five Senses Friday is better late than never, yes? How else can I keep track of these weeks, swirling past.Feel:
• I had the worst hangover in years today. Many years.
• Chilled and aching, I would love a wood-fired hot tub to sink into at night, a place to gaze up at the stars, feel clean, feel warm.
• Terribly, wonderfully mortal
Smell:• Fresh potted rosemary, a gift from friends
• Cheap incense and dry leaves
• Cinnamon scented peaches baking beneath a homemade biscuit topping
• Freshly picked basil
Taste:• Brunch at the Dirty Truth: Alagash White, steak and eggs, a salad of greens with walnuts, blue cheese and apples
• Chicken pot pie made with local chicken
• Fresh peaches sliced in oatmeal
• Tomatillo salsa — we preserved 15 pints this week
See:• Black crows in golden branches
• Two porcupines overhead in a tree
Hear:• J bought a drum kit
• My ears have a crush on Ryan Adams, who keeps me company on the drive to and from work lately
5 comments:
I so love the smell of fresh rosemary, the taste of peaches, the sight of crows. This is a good post.
oh wow, your photos and observations blow me away as usual. I love the tomatillos in the bucket photo so much I wanted to kiss it.
I love Ryan Adams too.
I love the idea of your ears having a crush, and I love the image of black crows in golden branches.
Hope you're recovering form the hangover! xo
oh well these photos are filled with wonderful vision...sights of beauty!
I'm thinking the drum kit didn't match too well with the hangover.
Tomatillo salsa sounds really good right about now.
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