Taste: black beans and white rice; cumin Sound: a candle flame flickering Smell: vanilla cream Sight: two collared doves; bees in the rhododendron bushes and purple flowers; the small hawk who lives in the neighborhood; the crow; the three squirrels; Moundlily Yucca, Garden Strawberry, Creeping Buttercup, Naples Garlic, Germander Speedwell Touch: Lily’s chest, Sam’s shoulder; being hugged Intellect, ideas, and dreams: interrupting a battle, a heart surgery - only two years to live; “Two-legged humans are not the only humans.” —Joy Harjo; the Golden Shovel poem Grateful for: the backyard
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