Christmas is here...
I smell my dying Christmas tree. Freshly cut, it's a whiff of heaven; 2-weeks after sitting in the house, it's a sad reminder that another year is fastly fading...
Speaking of senses, here are other things that temporarily awaken warm fuzzy feelings within me:
Taste - hot chocolate; warm, fresh-baked bread; fresh mochi
Sight - the early morning ocean; happy children; the view of the bay when I exit the tunnel coming home
Hearing - baby giggles; Beatles music; comfortable silence
Touch - baby skin; doggy pets; sunshine when I'm feeling blue
Smell - Christmas trees; pumpkin pie; baking cookies
Wrapped some gifts (my most dreaded chore of the season-- that and going to the post office). Think I shall do some baking this morning after C-Man awakes.
My mood: reminiscing about Christmases long gone; sympathy for Trini over the loss of her mother-in-law; not looking forward to the frantic rush of Christmas shopping and cleaning the house for party next week.