Good morning, blue-skied cold! Today I am...
seeing: frost patterns on the storm windows, like a magical forest of jewels
hearing: music, chirping birds in the alley (!!!), my own fingers tapping at keys
feeling: the strange tickle before sneezes (over and over again); the chill creeping from exterior walls toward the centers of the rooms
smelling: vanilla candle, rising pizza dough
tasting: green chai, pecan granola, green chai
Friday, February 4, 2011
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