Friday, September 18, 2009

five sense friday

Let's keep at least one thing going.

sight: my hands, which are stained red from beets and black from printer ink -- a collage of the week

sound: air hammers and a compressor (?) and workmen calling back and forth as they re-roof our apartment building; passing traffic, Fur Elise on the radio

smell: onions, also on my hands, from last night's dinner prep; coffee stirred with cinnamon sticks

touch: a cardigan on my all-summer-long-bare arms

taste: waffles and late-season strawberries, plus peanut butter

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