Sunday, January 30, 2011

right now

p a s t a

i'm seeing rain drops begin to fall outside my window
as they seem to rush nightfall

i'm tasting a handful of granola mixed with a few chocolate chips

i'm hearing the girls playing on the porch and one boy preparing
salmon for dinner tonight; he's going to cook it.

i'm smelling sauteed sweet potatoes

i'm feeling a warm sweater wrapped around me and just a bit of a nip in the air

1 comment:

justine said...

you have managed to make a bowl of pasta look amazing, love your words as well, great senses.