a sight // fog on the harbour this morning, making it feel like we’re slowly gliding through mystery, a liminal space that quietly holds us between the seen and unseen worlds.
a smell // freshly baked bread. i found a gorgeous red dutch oven in a second hand store recently and used it as an excuse to revive my starter and bake some sourdough.
a sound // alors on danse – a favourite for lifting my mood and moving my body. currently on repeat.
a touch // our cat, Milo, curled up tightly behind my knees as i sleep.
a taste // the almond cashew butter still lingering on my tongue from breakfast an hour ago.
adding a couple more of my own
a mood // a hunger for something to be different than it is. slipping into my mind like a betrayal of the moments i have right before me.