Six Senses and a photo.

Six Senses; sound, sight, feel, taste, scent, thought.


Quiet. Water drips from the wet roof snow, and clock ticking. Son has gone sledding.
Neutrals. World of white, browns and greys, blackish greens, fog,snow, trees.
Cold. Get busy so I can feel my feet, heart; beat,beat,beat, whomp!
Lingering. Tea made British white and Valentine's hazelnut chocolate.
Drafting. Son's experimental mashed potatoes and Daughter's baby chickens' pen.
Mothering is in an action, a state, a joy, a maelstrom of 7657 days and counting...