It made sense

 I saw love in a man's desire to go an extra mile for someone 

who had a critical deadline.

I heard laughter ... the chuckling kind in my fun neighbor's  tossed head back joyfulness. 

I felt relief when my hero pulled up armed with tools to rescue me. once. again! 

I smelled memories return with the baking of panfuls  of oatmeal raisin cookies,

and chocolate chip.

I tasted  love offerings ... his gifts of apple fritters that keep going straight to these thick thighs.

I felt the softness of Blakelea's baby fine hair while I brushed out tangles and she squirmed.

I saw a beautiful doe's graceful leap over barbwire like the cow who jumped over the moon.

I heard Spirit's  12:00 noontime bray... the eee-awww  you could set your clock by. 

I smelled sweet floral perfume burying my nose - in the fluffy October blossoms

I tasted the bitterness of judgement and felt the sting of disparaging. :More lessons hard-learned.

I saw His living word speak loudly and could hear God Almighty's voice through the scriptures.  

I smelled fresh eucalyptus in my wax burner and could breath in deeper.  

I tasted love through salty tears when I read a conversation between my son and another about racism and how he wasn't raised that way.

I felt this rickety hip pain lessen a little thanks to my man always knowing right where it aches.

I saw a stranger's complete surprise when I took her cart for her along with my own to the cart corral. 

I listened hard to a wise friend yesterday who said Lea, just let. it. go.  -aint worth it.  I also got to feel her warm in real life hug. 

I smelled smoke when I saw horrifying pictures of the wildfires in Colorado and prayed for a friend.

I tasted candycane when Blakelea colored my lips (wayyy outside of the lines)  with old chapstick.

I felt the loss of some dignity when I tripped  out of the potting shed and landed on my hands and knees with my man a front row witness. omgoodness

I saw fear on his face as he helped me up and heard him frantically ask if I was okay and me laugh til I nearly wet my britches. 

I heard my phone ring with a warning "that husky is back again to kill your chickens!"

I felt my lungs burning as I ran ... then  wogged through forty acres of woods  to get home and save my chickens. 

I saw piles of feathers again.. and caught the dog red handed and put him in a pen. 

I heard him howl wanting out and scratching trying to escape and smelled theee worst dead animal stink ... he must have rolled in something- probably  deadchicken.

I tasted anger because people move out here and then just turn all their dogs loose to roam the countryside and get in all sorts of trouble. 

I felt the pounding in my chest when faced with confrontation with a neighbor then the relief when his x girlfriend said she'd come get her dog. 

and... Right now I see my empty coffee cup and can hear the furnace rumbling out warm air.  

I smell an apple cider donuts candle on this new desk that took Myguy hours to put together.  Bless his lovinheart. 

I hope to taste breakfast for supper tonight.  sausage, eggs, hashbrowns biscuits and gravy. One of Myguy's favorite suppers: breakfast.

I look forward to his warm embrace because he's been out of town and is 

headed back home to me.  

What can  you see, hear, smell, taste and touch today?