five-sense Friday

Hello, good world! Today I'm...

hearing: the strange quiet after the roofers finished across the street yesterday; birds in the trees; breezes in leaves; Josh slowly working his way through his stash of unmarked mix CDs in the other room

smelling: shampoo in my still-damp hair; an insistently ripe California peach in the fruit bowl; cinnamony chai tea

tasting: that peach, cut up, with northwest blueberries and vanilla yogurt and granola; that chai; later: dark black tea and one of my jealously hoarded chocolate digestive biscuits from a grocery store in London

feeling: a dryer mountain climate, with its hot daytime sun and cool nights and breezes all day long; also, my chapped fingers and lips still getting used to the climate; also, missing my dear, dear friends in Chicago

seeing: our apartment slowly taking shape, with fewer and fewer boxes; novels to read for fun, lined up like a tantalizing promise; morning bright from east-facing windows, and evening gold from west-facing windows; mountains on every horizon