See:
• One night, while sitting at the kitchen table and working on my laptop, I watched a ladybug beside me eat an entire sesame seed, and it didn't take as long as you'd think
• In January the day's light disappears from the Berkshire hills first, turning them inky black against the purple sky of lingering dusk
• Last night we saw some amazing videos and photos from our friend's two week stay in Calcutta, India
Hear:
• Sacred Verses, Healing Sounds
• "I ain't trying to go to jail." overheard on the sidewalk in Northampton
• The cringe-inducing sounds of the dentist's office; whirring in one room, drilling in another
• Roosting crows cawing in the dark
• "I ain't trying to go to jail." overheard on the sidewalk in Northampton
• The cringe-inducing sounds of the dentist's office; whirring in one room, drilling in another
• Roosting crows cawing in the dark
Taste:
• Back to work, back to lunches of canned soup accidentally boiled in the office microwave
• Sesame honey crunch bars from the health food coop
• Homemade coconut curry sauce over veggies, pan-fried tofu, and rice
• Onion barley mushroom stew with warm sourdough bread
• Homemade spiced chai and the related, disastrous chai cheesecake. Clearly the recipe was wrong (calling for 1/2 cup of my fresh Masala spice mix) as the cake was overwhelmingly spicy and immediately put my tongue to sleep. J is determined to make use of it anyway, and thinks it has potential as a spread for toast. I think it's destined for the compost pile.
• Onion barley mushroom stew with warm sourdough bread
• Homemade spiced chai and the related, disastrous chai cheesecake. Clearly the recipe was wrong (calling for 1/2 cup of my fresh Masala spice mix) as the cake was overwhelmingly spicy and immediately put my tongue to sleep. J is determined to make use of it anyway, and thinks it has potential as a spread for toast. I think it's destined for the compost pile.
Smell:
• Ground cardamom, cinnamon, black pepper, ginger, cloves
• Fresh black tea from India — Darjeeling, ground and leaf Assam
• Damp earth and moldering wood, emanating from the torn up floor of our back room where J has been working on replacing some of the crumbling parts
Feel:
• Cold feet, cold legs. This morning I ordered three insulated glass storm doors for the windy house. This won't solve the problem, but it should help. And there's a tax credit available for the doors, which should also help.
• The rough cotton of dyed tapestry
• Fresh black tea from India — Darjeeling, ground and leaf Assam
• Damp earth and moldering wood, emanating from the torn up floor of our back room where J has been working on replacing some of the crumbling parts
Feel:• Cold feet, cold legs. This morning I ordered three insulated glass storm doors for the windy house. This won't solve the problem, but it should help. And there's a tax credit available for the doors, which should also help.
• The rough cotton of dyed tapestry
7 comments:
Always evocative...your Fridays start my Sundays on the right note, m.
I want to watch a ladybug eat a sesame seed. I think that would make me happy. Actually you writing about seeing it just did.
"I aint trying to go to jail" is great.
Love your observations, every single one.
J thinking the disasterous cheesecake could be good on toast is pretty funny.
I couldn't get past the lady bug eating the sesame seed! I kept trying to read the rest of the post and then kept coming back to your first line. What an amazing little moment of life that you got to witness. Pretty cool!
drive by poets..too funny!
I could almost smell the spices! Loved the textile picture and as for that ladybug, how wonderful to witness a moment like that. I've also been enjoying your New York visit pix. I long to visit, particularly the art museums.
this might have been the first time I have stopped by for Five Senses Friday (it's Sunday now) but it was an amazing experience...your expertise in describing what is felt, seen and smelled is fantastic!
I didn't know ladybugs ate sesame seeds. Huh.
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