Taste: brandy
Sight: imploring penitence; languid eye and ruffled plumage
Touch: lightness; petting; soft head
Sound: truckle
Smell: peppermint
Quotable: "I don't want to say anything," said Mary, more quietly. "My anger is of no use.";
"Let the high Muse chant loves Olympian: We are but mortals, and must sing of man."--Theocritus, Greek poet
Extra: protecting my dogs from an owl in the trees, in the woods-a blessing and a danger; the woman who sleeps in her car gives you a Christmas present; a festival for her tenderness
A jolt of joy: spotting wildlife, an owl in a treetop
Grateful for: game night with good friends
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