Brad told me last night he thanked God for the parts of our bodies we often take for granted, particularly the five senses. If just one of them were suddenly gone, our existence would be so different. That thought inspired me to think about what I’m experiencing with my five senses lately.
// Seeing: A glorious pink and purple cotton sunrise this morning. The “Blue Marble” photo of Earth in near tree-defining resolution.
// Smelling: Lollia’s Flowering Willow and Lotus handcreme–it’s girly but not cloying. I’m not usually one for scents, but when I put this one on, I feel like a woman. Also: apple cider vinegar. I’ve been using it as a toner on my face a few nights a week. Makes me feel less like a woman and more like a salad.
// Touching: Brad’s cheeks with my lips (that’s right, I went there). Piano keys. Book pages.
// Hearing: The Civil Wars, over and over and over again. Today, it’s this one. And this one. With a side of this one. And this one is an unexpected delight. And if you don’t start moving when you hear this one, you are a stone. By the way, welcome to Brad’s world, because this is all I talk about at home.
// Tasting: Chocolate Oat Bars, the recipe for which is coming your way this weekend, if we don’t eat this entire batch before we photograph it (again).