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Sensorium Friday: simple sentences for simple pleasures

Taste: hot cocoa; pumpkin cookies, apple oatmeal muffins, pumpkin chocolate bread; mom's lemon bread
Sight: Peas, corn, grapes, lettuce in a tiny plastic bag. The turkey eating out of the little girl's hand.; repeated images of animals on screen - "Enjoy the Silence," Depeche Mode concert; golden rope - Professor Marston and the Wonder Women; Frankie & Jo's double scoop caramel black ask ice cream in a black cocoa waffle cone dripping with moon goo - activated charcoal caramel sauce
Sound: Warpaint; "It's a competitive world. Everything counts in large amounts.", "Let me see you stripped.", "Where's the revolution/Come on, people/You're letting me down." Revolution, Depeche Mode; whir, coo, trill, gobble; rain pelts on a tin roof; Kanga "Going Red"; "My Name is Ruin" Gary Numan
Smell: sour, sharp body odor; the house smelled wonderfully of spices cloves, cinnamon, nutmeg, ginger, pumpkin pie spice; lemon bread
Touch: chilled, soaked; the heat of 17,000 people packed in a stadium
Extra: Victory! Over the moon!; repulsive hairy legs; matrophobia - fear of becoming one's mother — The Heroine's Journey; sledding; a clay wheel; falling through the snow; the dream house filled with extra rooms and objects - breadpan, bowls and the airy circular room with tall windows and curtains flapping in the breeze and a view of the misty mountains;
"Novels accrete." — Neil Gaiman, The Beginning of American Gods, Wonderbook by Jeff Vandermeer
"But if you travel far enough, one day you will recognize yourself coming down the road to meet yourself. And you will say—YES." — Marion Woodman, Lot's Wife in The Heroine's Journey
"the way I am hearing/the silenced sounds of women/beginning to break open/and to be heard deep and wide." — Rhett Kelly, Lot's Wife in The Heroine's Journey 
When we are cared for we become lovable. When we are loved we become more lovable. When we are uncared for, abused and unkept we are less lovable and more difficult to approach. This is a great unfairness that when we need love and care it may be most difficult to find it. 
Grateful for: lust; rain; Pasado's; baking breads

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