The Senses Five

Seeing: the sun setting over the reservoir in central park.

Tasting: just-out-of-the-oven banana bread.

Touching: the shutter button of an old polaroid camera.

Smelling: wet autumn leaves & freshly-brewed coffee.

Hearing: the rhythmic breathing of my sleeping husband next to me.


Grateful for all of these things, and the extra three minutes it took to stop and acknowledge them.