A way to capture the spirit of each week…
tasting :: nectarines and blackberries with vanilla soy yogurt.
hearing :: “three weeks from tonight we leave for taiwan”.
smelling :: not a whole lot this week. tiny cold.
seeing :: a crib in my house (!).
feeling :: excited we’re so close to meeting ruby. thrilled for our friends who had been waiting for 4 years- they were matched with a baby this week(!!!!)
sad/disheartened. three acts of gun violence in as many weeks. very close to home.
wishing/hoping :: people realize guns are not the answer to any question.
What about you?
What are your senses this Saturday?
Looking back, how was your week?
Leave a comment and tell me all about it. I’d seriously love to hear about your week. Now’s not the time to be shy.
This weekly tradition inspired by Pink of Perfection’s Five Sense Friday.
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tasting :: Trader Joe’s peanut butter tracks ice cream (again)
hearing :: Tranquility du Jour podcasts
smelling :: sesame oil and garlic after cooking fried rice
seeing :: a slightly more orderly house now that I’ve tidied up a bit
feeling :: dare I say, content — also, so super excited for you!
wishing/hoping :: for a secret thing that you already know about
Thanks for offering this time of reflection. I feel like I’ve been going and going for the past couple of months. I really need these moments to pause and notice.
leili: thank you for playing along. even though i only get a couple people a month to play along, i really like the pause/reflection/weekly journal aspect of this weekly post. in some ways i write this more for me than others. i hope people will add this feature to their blogs or comment.
i am intrigued by tranquility du jour podcasts – i would always like some tranquility today. when do you get to make your announcement? so, so, so excited for you!
I know what you mean – such a combination this week of hope – children finally arriving, families being born – and despair – how quick and violent life can be. Hard to hold the paradox.
@mads: EXACTLY. it’s the paradox that is the hard part. how can something be so wonderful and so sad at the same moment?