A weekly ritual of sensual reflection, adopted from Abby’s blog. Play along if you wish, in the comments or link to your own blog.
Tasting: Aronia berries…they happen to live in the backyard and I have this to say about them: most anything can be made palatable if you add cheesecake.
His technique is improving and it’s not getting any easier for me to leave the stuff alone. It’s worse when it’s baking and the aroma pervades every breath I take. Sigh.
Hearing: C’s soothing voice reading aloud to me as I spin…Hard Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World. Again.
Touching: Seemingly endless poundage of raw fleece. Soak, rinse, repeat. I’ve got some wicked soft hands thanks to the merino.
Been dyeing and listing some, btw…
Seeing: Progress on the Car Car…
Stripped. Since I took this, the floor has been sanded down to the metal and is ready for patching. Body work to continue this week and then paint paint paint. Hot.
Feeling: Anticipatory pins and needles. It’s going to be a long month.