Slices

There is a scent attached to this morning.
Dewey. Misty.
Wonderful.

It smells just like the Farm.

The Farm was actually my uncle & buddies’ hunting lodge.
Gramma, Grandpa, Mom, Dad, Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, Brothers, Sisters, Friends….
We would all pile into that awesome place for a few days every Summer
& most mornings, that beautiful dampness was in the Farm’s air.

That scent was and still is one of those things that make me STOP
& breathe.
Just breathe.

ahhhhhhh.

Lilacs.
Have I mentioned my love of lilacs …?
I could seriously jump into a lilac bush and just live there.
I wish that once a year loveliness could follow me around, envelope me always.
That scent truly touches something deep inside my soul.
It is perfect.

A campfire.
Oh…! … that’s a good one too.

Or fresh cut grass.

A charcoal grill ?
Oh. Yeah.

A baby.
Yep.
HEAVEN.

Fresh brewed !! Coffee !!?!! ’nuff said.

& that’s just the Sense of Smell.
How’s about Sight, Sound, Touch and Taste ?!?
YaY
Them too !

Zero in on any one of those senses
Any. One.
Any. Day.
& you’ll find yourself a little slice of incredible.

Every single day.
Incredible.

🙂