Seeing
Chair seat cushions askew, letting you know it is far from perfect.
Empty little "jelly" jars with the tiniest traces of leftover juice left behind, on the table.
Hearing
The zebra finches twittering to one another, interposed with a sonorous melody to his "wife". I know why the caged birds sing......
Smelling
Sweet pickle spices and vinegar....tingling the insides of my nose!
Touching
Bronze faucets, hard and clean. I touch them many times over a course of a day.
Tasting
Cantaloupe, garden ripe and delicious, I believe this food should have a place at my table for every meal served at this time of year.
A very happy place.
