::playing along with abby try again::
::smelling:: the scent of cedar during rainfall, after bedtime
::seeing:: the yard slowly turn green again--sweet relief
::feeling:: soreness after the run; sweet weight of my sleeping son on my shoulder
::hearing:: elaborate embroidery of mockingbird songs through open windows
::tasting:: pumpkin spice quinoa muffins; cacaowie wowie latte bucket; morrocan lamb pita
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