i've been floating all day on the scent of gardenia. i wish it could waft through my pores and sail down to my fingers right into the keys and out your speakers so you could be transported, like me, straight to heaven.
all my life, my senses have been spoiled by more loveliness than they could handle. i'm amazed by the many ways my body experiences this world. i love the richness and depth that my body makes possible.
because i'm thinking about smell today, here are a few others i love:
cilantro
basil
rain
petrichor (smell of rocks after rain)
mom's angel perfume
grass
the air blowing out of laundry vents
sauteed garlic
my house after vacation
the box of christmas decorations
horses
pines
the cedar closet
the melange of blossoms when you drive through springtime with the windows down
sunscreen
ginger root
campfire
new books, old books, brown books, blue books
what am i forgetting?
3 comments:
the smell of snow
...and the beach maybe
mm nothing. love you.
hebgen sand
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