I shall now list the many sensations found on our farm in the Spring time.
bright - the appearance of the light through our bedroom window, telling us to arise
coffee - the morning aroma which happily greets us
dog rub - the feel of an excited Chester snuggling against me as I awake Keegan
singing - the "at the top of my lungs" sound of our ever happy nine-year-old at 6:45 AM!
cinnamon rolls - the smell of an occasional breakfast
bustle and shuffle - the sound of people getting ready for work and school
quiet - 7:55am - the sound soon after the boys leave the house
Monday's Mount Laundry - the sight of all the clothes we wear as professionals by day and farmers by night
sigh - the sound as I realize that I am at the last sip of coffee and must soon attack Mount Laundry
the odor of dirty clothes-farm dirty clothes
blue - the color of the sky as I gaze out the window
the sweet smell of grass as I open the windows
classic oak - the color of stain on the new shoe racks
varnish - the smell of freshly stained shoe racks in the barn
paint thinner - the stench as I try to clean the stain off of my paintbrush
singing - the joyful sounds of birds at the bird feeder
lilac - the scent of newly transplanted bushes
the aroma of freshly baked bread
buzz - the sound of a dryer demanding my time
blue and white - the color of my laundry baskets
talking - the joy of picking up Keegan from school
hungry - the sensation of a boy most of the time, but especially after school
disappointment - the feeling that comes with being allowed to eat only a snack at 3:30pm and not the entire house
barking - the sound of dogs when Jeff arrives home
supper - the smell of leftovers from Keegan's open house
blue - the color of Keegan's lips, teeth, tongue, face, hands, and even shirt after eating heavily colored frosting on his cake
gray -the color of retaining wall block for our new garden
sore - the sensation of putting up retaining wall for three days
black - the color of dirt while digging a level path to place retaining wall block
purple - the color of my pinkie after being smashed between two blocks
red - the color of my eyes as my pinkie really hurt and the color of the blood oozing out
tan - the color of the band-aid I put on my pinkie
black - the color my pinkie is now
blue - the color of my work gloves as I slid them back on to go back outside and work
brown - the color of my son's eyes as he looks up at me and asks if I'm ok
redish/orange - the color of the sky when Keegan has to start getting ready for bed
streaked and smudged - the look of a certain nine year old upon entering the house
ocean fresh - the scent of a clean little boy after he takes a shower
dark tan - the skin color of my son after being outside
thankfulness - the sound of praying at the end of the day
gray - the color of retaining wall dust all over my clothes as clean Keegan gave me hug before bed
hobble - what I do as I go back outside to work
Red Wings - the sound of the radio playing in the truck as we continue to put up retaining wall
itching - the sensation after receiving a mosquito bite or twenty
bug spray - the stench as I try to defend myself from the mighty mosquito
dusk - the light as Jeff and I observe our finished garden bed
filthy - my view when I look in the mirror
sweet pea and violet - the smell of my bath soap!
pink - the color of severely scrubbed skin
green - the color of my hubby's eyes as we process our day together
howl - the sounds of coyotes in the woods
masked - the face of the raccoon eating up all of the bird seed
red - the color of Jeff's face when he realizes that a raccoon is eating his bird seed
camouflage - the color of my son's BB-Gun
stomp - the sound of my husband on the porch trying to find the raccoon
snickering - the sound I make because my husband is so defensive of his bird seed
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
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*snaps fingers in a coffe shop clapping sort of way*
Well put! Well put!
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