Friday, May 27, 2011

five senses friday

  • seeing skies dressed with giant fluffly white clouds, lightning bugs and tiny periwinkle blue butterflies
  • smelling honeysuckle; the yard is encircled in blooming vines
  • tasting cardamon gelato, white zinfandel and ginger ale over crushed ice
  • hearing the first cicadas
  • touching the paper pages of a book; my toes curled into the ropes of a hammock
it's almost summer, let's welcome her with a big beautiful weekend.