Speaking of scurrying squirrels ...
I recently saw the idea for a Senses post over at Kirstin's beautiful blog, Kalanag. I think it's a lovely, honest reflection; here is mine.
Making: A hula hoop canopy for Maile's "new" room.
Seeing: The steady march of autumn advancing. Cool mornings. Cooler nights. Scurrying squirrels.
Smelling: Freshly cut grass. One of my favorite scents!
Tasting: A hint of toffee, from this morning's cuppa.
Hearing: The Civil Wars. If you are a Facebook friend, or a Twitter follower, you know I'm obsessed!
Feeling: Not myself. And hoping this "funk" passes soon.
Loving: Mr. M and Little M, more than ever.
Praying: For worth. For a strong heart for my husband and daughter.