Seeing: Sailboats on the Bay…the Boy from his look-out perch and I from the grass.
Hearing: The calls of the red-winged blackbird as we strolled the sandy paths at the marina today.
Tasting: Fava leaf pesto from an awesome Community Supported Kitchen.
Smelling: Salty air and fennel fronds.
Touching: (more like squishing) chamomile flowers to release the scent as we dug in the fine sand of the footpath.
and a bonus:
Feeling: Ready. To move on.